Publié depuis Eklablog

sometimes I wonder...am I the only one who's faking it? Am I the only pretending that I am not scared of the future? or pretending to know exactly what I am doing when I am so lost I don't even know what to do?

As an adult I can say that life is certainly not what I was expecting when I was younger, needless to say I am very grateful for everything that I have and I am even more grateful that I still have my parents. some days I literally just want to curl up in my bed and cry but I can't because adults cannot just casually stay home otherwise we would starve with the inflation going on and don't let me get started on the gas prices. Now I literally just want to work from home because I hate going out every single day making various trips to the gas station...

I just feel like being an adult is getting harder and that makes it depressing. I used to crave being able to go out with my friends whenever I want to but now I barely have friends and the little friends that I have are also working. To be honest I am just happy to be home on my days off sipping red wine with my record player on as I read a great book. I love spending quality time with my beautiful cats and slowly I am realizing how much of an old lady I am becoming but that really doesn't bother me. I love the stillness of things, the quiet mystery in the air excites me. I don't like loud parties and loud people because they make me feel uncomfortable and 10 times more awkward.