Stuck. I feel so stuck. I feel as if I'm barely living, merely wasting my days away as I wait for what feels to be nothing. It's as if I am no longer living for anything. Day by day, the world continues on around me as I go through the motions.
Yet at the same time, life is just going too quickly. I don't like it, but I'm going to be a big girl soon. May I be turn six again? Please? I don't want to ever grow up. Never ever never ever.
I should run away somewhere. Neverland seems like a good idea. I've always wanted to be a pirate. Or maybe I'll be a princess at Disneyland. Either Cinderella or Mulan. They're my favorites. Or perhaps I'll just run away and join the Dominican Sisters of Mary, Mother of the Eucharist. That sounds like a promising life.
Or maybe I'll just fall asleep. Yes, that's what I'll do. Wake me up when this life is over.
Pax.
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