Flames to dust, lovers to friends.

A huge revelation hit me in the head this morning, as I was sipping from a cup of steaming coffee. Being an adult isn't that hard, as long as you start somewhere. And since the first step is always the hardest one, we sit here pretending we're still kids because we're still in college, still following in our parents' footsteps, trying to please them. Sometimes even ignoring our own selves, much to our disadvantage.

So.
What to do now? The only logical reply seems, 'be an adult' and take life by its...well, you know. ;D
My sense of humor still lives, somewhere deep down, even though stressing out over exams isn't doing it any favors. And then I ask myself when it'll all be over and the answer instantly pops into my mind: never. It only ends when I give up and I'm definitely not ready to do that.




P.S. What is it about the cold weather that makes me want to type even more silly shit? Not that I'm complaining, procrastinating is my favorite activity anyway.