pink to black

My pink cloud of happiness has turned a deeper shade of gray.

It's hard being a 20something. 

Trying to figure everything out. I get too ahead of myself.

I miss my happiness and freedom.
I feel stuck and alone.
I know I'm not alone, but easier said then done, or whatever.

I miss my former life. 

My walkable neighborhood that was #btv.

I miss laughing, having a schedule, being productive, knowing where my friends are, having friends.

So for right now, I'm just holding on. To me.