It’s 3 am. I can’t sleep. I’m exhausted. My mind is racing.

I keep thinking that I don’t want to be here anymore.

That I just want to go home. Work. Get my life together. Sleep in my own bed. Not share my bathroom.

What’s the point of staying another 6 weeks when I’m just going to leave anyway?
I don’t regret coming but I’m questioning the merit of staying.
Am I giving up or being honest?
I am so tired of overthinking everything.

I leapt. Where is my net?

About J.

A former twentysomething with a head full of curls and heart full of questions wondering: when we get to nirvana, will there be food?
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