Dark and gloomy.

I should be doing something else, something productive, something that requires brain power. Unfortunately, the truth is, I just can't. My mind is stunted. It has been for two weeks. I've had procrastination bouts in the past, where motivation is lacking and distractions are prevalent.  But what I am going through now? This is a foreign experience. One that I rock back and forth between accepting and fighting on a daily basis.

Tonight, as I have a pile of note cards, my binder, and other miscellaneous school supplies strewn across my bed, I have entered acceptance. This is my fate.

It's official, I've reached level fear. The point in the relationship where things are going well. Really well. Too well. The phrase "leave well enough alone" comes to mind.  The anxiety and paranoia are on high alert. The palms are sweaty.

 A word, a gesture, a look.. they all can make or break me in this stage. 

Heart and mind, please meet in perfect harmony for once and not lead me to self destruction. 

 

Stay you.

I would like a crystal ball. Please and thank you.

Stifle:  To keep in or hold back; repress