A girl with an endless worries. Thinking, planning, worrying and, more worrying. There was never an action. She seems afraid to face tomorrow, maybe traumatized by what happened in the past. Her positivity is draining from her body. Her sense of refuge is disappearing right from her very eyes.
Breathe, more deeply... Hoping she can save her sanity. Thinking about the what if's that can ruin her. She knows, she knows but she can't stop. Worrying makes her feel productive, at the same time it drained her.
"What else can be the option?" She asked. Maybe, the solution is to wait for the right time to come, she thinks. Like, things will fall into place magically when they already have to be and where they should've be in the first place.
Thinking. Thinking.worrying.then thinking. Then worrying. A cycle, only it has holes. Bumpy ride.
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