Fading

Oh, now I get it. Less than a month left until my next birthday. No wonder I feel like the end of the world is coming-a theoretically reversible feeling but facts have their brutal way of beating the crap out of a good delusion. I woke up still/already so tired that I don’t have the energy even to dream. 

I wish I wasn't going to Berlin alone. There’s no chance it will go flawless and it’s just that now I am not so confident I will take that well.

I hope it’s indeed just a birthday thing.