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it's christmas eve. tomorrow is christmas, my absolute favorite holiday. it should be a festive time. a time that i spend with family and loved ones. but for some reason, i haven't been able to enjoy it.

i didn't enjoy when my mom drove me and my siblings around to look at christmas lights. i didn't enjoy when carolers came to our doorstep. i didn't enjoy baking cookies with my little sister. i didn't enjoy the play held at my church.

i should be bursting with excitement. but i'm not. i don't know why.

i think it's because i've been restless thinking about me and you.

do you even still like me? were you faking it the whole time?

i'm literally confused as fuck.

~ zach :/
12.24.17
monday
1:22 pm

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