when did life get so busy? i feel like most of my days are full of me running around trying to accomplish things, things, stuff that don't really need to be done. at the end of the day, i still don't feel like i've accomplished anything.
i barely see my roommates because they're always busy, too. i want to just take a moment and sit down with them and have dinner and discuss, beyond the typical crossing paths at home in the kitchen or bathroom or walking out the door saying, this is what i've been doing and this is where i'm going, see you when our paths cross again next. i live with these people, my friends, but we barely spend any time together or talk about real things. i live with these people and i see them daily, but i miss them.
i miss my family. my mother and father and sister. i think i cling to my brother as much as i do because he is the closest and i see him the most. my family lives 20 minutes away, but i feel like they are so much further. we are all so disconnected from each other, even when i go home home. we are all doing our own things and don't make time for one another any more.
what has my life become?
"slow down, you move too fast. gotta make the mornin' last now."
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