Are We There Yet?

I am so ready to be done.


Done with school. Done with the work. Done with the pain. Done with the tears.


I need a break, from it all. I need a moment to breathe. I need to remember how to write, and read, and function without the backdrop of school.

I just need a minute to remember who I am.

And I don't know how to sufficiently explain how school robs me of that.

I am ready for summer. I am ready to feel alive again. I am ready to feel like I am doing something with my life again.

I am done.

So done.

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