My cousins are here from Ohio for half a week and I've been cleaning up around my room because they're staying at my house one of the nights. I found an assortment of interesting things..pictures, notes, unfinished homework assignments from last year, but the most interesting thing was a little paragraph i wrote during school on my birthday.
"January 29th, 2007
I stare at my feet as I walk down the hall. My pant leg is stuck in my shoe but there's nothing i can do about it right now. I'm walking on the right side of the hallway but they still push. I push back hard and wonder if they'd be pushing me if they knew it was my birthday.
No sympathy. Who cares.
Daily rush. Daily drone.
Fake smiles, fake laughs.
There's no use in wishing,
Funny the things I thought. Funny how I can easily recall that feeling even though I haven't been in a crowded hallway since May. Funny how it was me all along.