I'm a bitch when I wake up

Excited! Anxious, as always.

Excited. Turning my small sadness to small anger.

Throwing disillusionment out the window. And picking it back up. Repeatedly.

More excited restless. Bank of tired clouds.

So restless.

Way happier but still confused. Awaiting all the stuff to do.

Happy/your face looks like a punching bag.

Don’t know how to silence that part that won’t allow me to let go.

Trying desperately to block from my mind all the restless anxiety. Just go away so I can think about normal non-stupid things.

So goddamn restless.