I haven't talked about it, how excited I am in this flurry of new things and plans but also overwhelming loneliness.
Because isn't it insane, how many conversations you can keep having and how many opportunities you keep creating to talk, but you realise you're not really saying anything anymore.
It's funny, how you keep running around doing all these other things for everyone else but you feel like there's nothing left for you.
But it's also sad, how you feel like it's something you've talked about, and tried to talk about except there's stopped being a point.
So in a roomful of people, you post an old picture of being out at sea and wonder if maybe you'll fall into bad habits again of leaving messages for strangers
wondering if those bottles will ever find their way to shore.