May 6, 2020
“Everyday I wake up, and nothing has changed. The sun peeks through my blinds and I lay in bed, staring at the sliver of light in my room. I feel as if I’m defeated, down, dust. But everyday I pick myself up, I open the blinds and let the sun in. I make my bed, and I think ‘I’m doing this for my future self’. The present isn’t what I want it to be, but one day I will wake up, and it won’t be so hard to climb out of bed. One day I will wake up and be thankful I didn’t give up.”
-n.c. // if i can’t live for today, i can live for tomorrow
