December is here.
December is here and it sounds like that scene in Interstellar when they're chasing a drone in the cornfield.
I'm so tired and physically beat, but I can't let a day like this slip by. I'm so anxious and excited for this month, whenever it comes I feel like everything has to be done right and that it's my responsibility to go all-out and I can't sleep or sit still.
I turn 18 and I've been saying that all year, but now that I have less than a week as a minor it's becoming way too real.
It's December 2020 and covid's been running us since March. And isn't it amazing.
It's December.
