UNSETTLEDFOREVER.

I think we all have days where we pull the blanket over our head at four in the afternoon.
Disappearing under it, dead to the world.
Surfacing in jogging pants, aimlessly, knife through hand.
Awaking the next day with fresh eyes and fresh feet.

We need these days.
They make us feel alive, as much they do hurt sometimes.
The day before the day before yesterday was this day.

~MTTWD~