Morning with mood swings

I'm extremely happy. I have no idea why. I just am. It's weird to think that after a few months of feeling like shit I can finally say that I'm happy. God, I'm so excited about the smallest stuff. It's like a sudden boost of energy and I'm not complaining. Is it because of next academic year starting soon? Probab;y. Maybe not. I don't even know. Tough to explain. I found some new music favourites lately and that may be a factor but nothing especially great happened. It's good to feel good. I missed that so fucking much that I can't even explain. But now all I want to write about is how jolly I am lately and I got a new mug, which is great and I can have an incredible amount of coffee in it. Shit, life's great mate. My friends came back from holidays and we started hanging out as we used to, I've got so many stuff to do and even more energy to do it. Bad months seem to have faded away and new opportunities come up so quickly that I don't know which one to pick. Maybe I'll just go big and start doing everything at once to find a place for my energy. I'm just afraid that after some time I'll get tired again. Being tired is not my forte. I'll dwell on being tired and end up sinking in sadness again which is not good for my mental health. But for now, let me just live my life as I lost so much time crying and thinking that nothing good will ever happen to me. Now I'm here smiling like an idiot just writing happy stuff about everything. Because no matter what - life's good though somet=imes you want to kill everyone around you and stuff just doesn't go your way.

Mornings with mood swings

Everything is pissing me off. Literally everything. The cup that I left on my desk the other day is weirdly annoying and the ceiling isn't as white as it should be. There's nothing wrong but at the same time everything is just not right. I don't know what is going on with my head but some morings are just tough. One day you wake up feeling just fine when the next day although nothing especially worrying happened you don't want to look at anyone, talk to anyone or sit in the same room with anyone but you also hate the thought of being left on your own. You don't eat because making food requires effort and you can't be bothered, making yourself a cup of coffee is the peak of the fucks you can give that day. Everything is wrong being so perfectly fine and normal. Those are just mood swings screaming to your ear that your room is messy, coffee went cold too quickly and everyone around you is just annyoing. But there's nothing wrong with you. That's just a bad day and soo it will be all over, but it will also come back soon.

And that's a preview of anoother series I want to include in my blog apart from poetry posts. Mornings with mood swings are not as deeply personal as they may seem but mostly that will be a short narrative about how you feel when you wake up annoyed for no reason. Hopefully you'll enjoy my little rants from now and then.