I spend a lot of my time being absurdly nervous for no reason, and trust me, THAT is the epitome of monumentally wasted time.
I had a dream the other night, where I saw a plane fall right out of the sky and crash into the land. It wasn't as frightening as that dream I had once, that I think I told you about - where the sun had burnt out and we the humans were trying to relight it before we all died - but it was upsetting. Apparently, to dream of a plane crashing means you have set yourself unachievable goals, or you don't believe in your ability to achieve the goals you have set for yourself. I'm not quite sure which one is worse.
Goodness me, this is too heavy! Here are some good things:
...and for good measure, some lyrics from Nebraskatak's latest song 'Underground'.
you sit heaving on the edge of your bed
soaking the sheets with salt and sweat.
i rub your back with nothing to say,
feeling like i'm lying in my grave.
i stroke your hair but you flinch away.
we're going underground. we're going down, down, down.
Hello! I'm one of Mr W's Literature students who is struggling. Since he goes on so much about you, and Eilish, and the one who got 43 last year, can I ask you for some general advice on this subject? And yeah, it's really late into the year...but better late than never! (As you might deduce, I'm late to everything.)
ReplyDeleteP.S. Tyler the Creator? NOOOO...he hates Bruno Mars; he's terrible.
hello! i'd be happy to help you. please email me at eilishgilligan@hotmail.com. x
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