Recess
Over the past few days I was so certain that this has been the worst recess week in two years of university life. But tonight it’s late and quiet except for my gold-tinted nails tapping away at my keyboard and my current earworm, a heartrending cover of Adele’s Someone Like You by two relatively obscure youtube singers, on loop. And I can no longer find it in myself to feel any more resentment at the world.
Maybe all it takes for things to look up is a deep breath and a shift in perspective. Guess it’s never wrong to keep on keeping on. Because what else can you do, right? (I wonder how old I’ll be when these self-doubts cease to matter.)
Sometimes it lasts, in love, but sometimes it hurts instead.
