Teenage Fever

I'm not sure how late I am to hop on the band wagon but  I have been listening to Drakes -Teenage Fever like it's my anthem. The past week has been quite feverish in a most babe /adult manner. 

I spent the weekend on another planet.

An emotional one.

The solar system I was orbiting in , was around the burning star of love.

Family love, friendship love, love love. 

Day and night, literally the darkness that came as I spun around those planets, those peoples, and a new light came timely after. 

Some days brought pizza and tea others showed why I usually close my eyes in darkness. Why I am meant to rest when the night comes and not be about in the hours when darkness defines my footsteps. Why I give people infinite chances. 

Humans are so interesting. Forget personalities, facial features, hair colours. I mean like bone, flesh, vital organs, centre of control squishy scull covered , art forms. 

"and if somehow you knew
that your love would be untrue , would you lie to me?

Why we like what we like, don't what we don't. Need what we want or want what we need. On my way back to earth (like yesterday..) I was going to apply for a Tea Sommelier course at Mohawk, just something to start mending some brain cells, make a routine and get a cool certificate that says I know some things about Tea. 

I changed my mind/my mind was changed. In perhaps a well needed re-evaluation/ 2nd person's view at my current situations vs where I want to be...need to be.. Tea will always be there. Do I really need a piece of paper that tells me Tea loves me back?

I might change my mind back, when the next semester is rolling in January . 

Than I started my first day at Ferrero Chocolate Factory. 

On the contrary to usually meta me. Real world me said mhmmm 57 and packing rochers.? 53 and sitting pretty..?

I thought I stopped caring about being pretty a long time ago. And I hate money. And I keep reminding myself greatness is in the eye of the be greater. Than I get a bill for car repairs, or I get home and I think damn . Rent is cool because like having a place to live is cooler.

"This shit feels like teenage fever"

But I'm kind of scared of it. 

For the record I can't take any products home so don't place any orders for Nutella in the comments... unless your offering to feed me and pay my rent...

*outro*

"So please forgive me
more ideas and stuff coming, yeah
yeah fam I'm waffling, tired fam..."