The nerves.
Oh my, the nerves.
On call every fraction of a second.
Being fiercely independent and overthinking
combine in a toxic way during a transition.
You are the best and worst person for yourself.
They trade places in an instant.
What is a total release one moment
becomes the largest source of stress without warning.
You constantly have to remind yourself that this IS what you wanted.
This is what I wanted.
This is what I needed.
You can plan the hell out of them
but never will they go as you imagined.
But that's life, yes?
Something will always happen
whether or not you foresaw it.
Feb 28, 2015
Feb 28, 2015 at 10:57 PM UTC
The nerves.
Oh my, the nerves.
On call every fraction of a second.
Being fiercely independent and overthinking
combine in a toxic way during a transition.
You are the best and worst person for yourself.
They trade places in an instant.
What is a total release one moment
becomes the largest source of stress without warning.
You constantly have to remind yourself that this IS what you wanted.
This is what I wanted.
This is what I needed.
You can plan the hell out of them
but never will they go as you imagined.
But that's life, yes?
Something will always happen
whether or not you foresaw it.
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