Slowly but surely approaching the end of my wreck this journal . Was on tottal role yesterday did like 5 pages just little bit left . Honestly can’t wait to start the next book 🙂
I mean why for the love of god I am awake at 8 am . I dnt need to I could sleep at least 2 more hours but no my body doesn’t let me so I can ly here trying to remember what time today I start my dead end job and y wud I even want to go to it . Is this what being adult mean having life that 1 clearly nt enjoys and just roll with it cos that’s how it ment go ? When was little I always wanted to grow up cos thought I’d hav adventures I’d go places do things but no. Whers my adventures ?