uhh

I promise, I'm Alive and Well.
I had this strange moment, in being, different. What i mean is i feel a change. Im changing for the better. And no i didn't start doing my homework (I wish I had)
I grew up in a day. I. Drank coffee, and ate breakfast, at around 2 a.m. then returned to my book, and fed my hamster at 4 a.m. which i followed by a nap. A three hour nap.
Then I got up, well after lying there for another 30min, groaning. I Indeed went to school with great sadness. Mid-Term be gone.

I finished my book, 8 hours it took me? Maybe I'm exaggerating; 6 hours?
I also decided I wanna draw, something i haven't really done.

Im not sure have i changed or is the lack of sleep getting to me. Maybe 3 hours is the perfect amount?

Maybe not.

-My pen is in my hand, and whether it shall spill or be put to use, is only my own choice-