hildi
I slouch over my computer keyboard, furiously banging out word after word after word, the holidays looming closer and closer. Christmas trees sprout from every corner, chanting in their strange earthy language that I need to hurry up.
Studying is exactly what I am trying to avoid right now. Studying my surroundings, realizing I'm alone. Studying my notes, realizing passing is growing more hopeless by the day. I really would rather do anything but study. It always reveals unpleasant truths.
Rules cage me in around every corner. And yet their pressure is comforting, suffocating me with familiarity like an old quilt sewn by my nanny. But it's time I threw off the quilt and stepped into the harsh and unpredictable cold.
Flares burning bright in the dark of the night, like pin prick points on my eyelids. Feel them stare, know they're there, take comfort in their light.