going back

i haven't had any decent sleep. i've been like this for days now. my mom was actually worried because she and and my dad noticed that i haven't been myself lately. my mom asked this morning what's causing my anxiety. work, i said.

i'm losing my appetite for chocolates. that's a first. a friend gave me M n M's and a bar of hershey's milk chocolate with almonds last tuesday, i haven't eaten a morsel. i am a chocolate addict. i never had qualms when it comes to chocolates. never. NEVER.

and now i don't even like the smell of it.

i want to go somewhere. somewhere far. somewhere quiet for me to find tranquility.

maybe i should go back to poetry. to poetry and writing letters. letters that i don't even send. i have ten at home. ten unsent letters. ten uncommunicated thoughts on paper.