i decided to do this
way back in december.
i guess when the future is far away enough,
you think you can do anything.
now it's the day after tomorrow
and doing anything seems like a bit of a stretch.
i travel well.
i want to see the world,
and i want to choose a new corner of it to settle down in
eventually.
but the future is always ahead of me.
in the future,
i am a badass, somewhat morbid, wise-beyond-her-years young woman
who can handle anything
because she's changed from now.
the day after tomorrow,
i am underslept, sweating,
anxious,
and unsocial.
the day after tomorrow,
i go flying off into only the semi-known
ideally to get to know it better
but it's frightening,
to fly away alone--
or without anyone you know--
when you're staring it down
instead of admiring it from months away.
i'm told i chose this because i have faith in myself.
i wonder if said faith in myself might be a bit misplaced.
whether i'm meant to be tied up in my head
and lost even in my own world
forever.
not that it matters,
because in two days,
off i go.
off into adventure
or... something.
an entire month in someone else's world
and you know what?
i might actually
be able to handle it.
so i'm going to be in england for all of july and i doubt i'll have time and internet connection to really post anything while i'm there, so this doubles as a warning and an explanation of why i haven't really been doing summer of stories. plus a little expression of denial-baked nerves.
way back in december.
i guess when the future is far away enough,
you think you can do anything.
now it's the day after tomorrow
and doing anything seems like a bit of a stretch.
i travel well.
i want to see the world,
and i want to choose a new corner of it to settle down in
eventually.
but the future is always ahead of me.
in the future,
i am a badass, somewhat morbid, wise-beyond-her-years young woman
who can handle anything
because she's changed from now.
the day after tomorrow,
i am underslept, sweating,
anxious,
and unsocial.
the day after tomorrow,
i go flying off into only the semi-known
ideally to get to know it better
but it's frightening,
to fly away alone--
or without anyone you know--
when you're staring it down
instead of admiring it from months away.
i'm told i chose this because i have faith in myself.
i wonder if said faith in myself might be a bit misplaced.
whether i'm meant to be tied up in my head
and lost even in my own world
forever.
not that it matters,
because in two days,
off i go.
off into adventure
or... something.
an entire month in someone else's world
and you know what?
i might actually
be able to handle it.
so i'm going to be in england for all of july and i doubt i'll have time and internet connection to really post anything while i'm there, so this doubles as a warning and an explanation of why i haven't really been doing summer of stories. plus a little expression of denial-baked nerves.
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Reid
Jul 06, 2018
Happy travels, Fiona Ella! You're going to love it! Send us updates from England whenever you can!