Sunday.

sunday.
the last day that I feel that
I get to relax & do nothing;
until it comes time to get ready for
the five days that are going to follow.
so far,
this upcoming saturday
is going to get me through this week.
all I need is motivation, to keep me going strong.
as usual,
i wasn't feelin' too good today.
this day was in fact [one of] my worst days.
i wish i knew what this was.
& for some reason,
i'm not hoping that this is anything simple.
This weekend,
i got blown off twice by no one other than my bestfriend.
I spent a lot of time with mom instead, of course.
Tomorrow I have an eye appointment, finally.
I'm under a lot of unnecessary stress,
to the point where I can't rid myself of the tension.
I've decided to stop telling people
that I don't feel well, whenever I don't feel well.
My body's so tired
But for some reason, sleep doesn't seem to be enough.
It's nearly half past ten.
I'm getting ready to end my sunday.
& tomorrow
it starts all over again.