off much deprived limelight

I need a timeout. A freeze-over zone pass.

I want to slouch in the armchair hugging the red pillows and talk to my sister about her mad-mad life without having an incessant conscience nagging about deadlines.

I haven't sat in the living room for more than an hour, this past week put together.

I miss my favorite spot, favorite boyfriend/husband pillow and my family.

Everyday I camp out in the study, trying to get things done. And I do mean literally camp.

Yes, with a sleeping bag. From saying good night to a living, breathing, continuously trying to see if you're awake sister to greeting my books and study materials a few hours of sleep. Good night doesn't necessarily apply because sleeping bag time isn't necessarily at night.

The sister leaves me notes under the locked door to tell me things. Sad but adorable.

I need one weekend. Okay, maybe two whole days is pushing it. One afternoon, that is all I ask.
Free of journals, phone alarms, finals-scare, and college.
Is that too much to ask?

Who am I kidding? Of course, it is.
Darnnit.

minx wrote at8:19 PM
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