Monday, September 3, 2012
Saturday I rearranged my bedroom. I was locked in there vacuuming and organizing and throwing stuff away for over 4 hours. As I cleaned I found old sketchbooks, terrible attempts at writing books, old toys, tickets to movies I never threw away, and practically my entire life story all crammed into messy drawers and old shoe boxes. I missed the life I used to have when everything was so simple. I felt so grown up. But after waking up from spider nightmares at 2:00 in the morning and decided maybe I'm not so grown up after all. Just that terrible place in between. Being a teenager stinks.