Katrina Nguyen

Are we really feeling the way we all are telling ourselves we are? Am I really sad, or am I just telling myself that? Am I doing just fine, actually? As I sit here, I feel like everything around me is so noisy and fast. I feel like the whole world is moving, as I am stuck in place just hearing these sounds, and muttering from everything that are my surroundings. I can't help but feel this pit inside of me that I am falling behind, losing track, and no longer ahead of the game, or in the game at all. My spirit aches, and I kind am starting to fall back onto old habits. Maybe a little taste of home will help, and as my fingers are tapping on these keys, I am barely seeing that everything has changed. New school, new people, new house, and new personalities. Is that what is really getting me so flustered as I feel? The people who have once taken up my life, are now merely presence-less figureheads floating above me. I find myself sitting at this one spot, on the same chair every other day. Nothing is new, and this old regime is becoming the only regime. The constant mumbling, clicking sounds, and shoe tapping noises are all beginning to consume me, and I do not know how to react.