If I were to be completely honest?
I'm pretty terrified at the moment, with the life I'm living.
Granted, I've been in this situation before many times, and I've always thought I could handle it. But this time, it's different. The worst part about it all is this fear that I'm losing the devil-may-care part of me. The part that laughs a lot, jokes a lot, crap a lot.
The part that is seeping slowly out of me, noticeably.
I find myself hurrying, planning, thinking, doing. Lacking in sleep, rest and leisure.
And it shows. To me, at least The serious part of me is emerging, and with it, less smiles and nonsensical thoughts, less dreams and nothingness.
I'm not so sure whether I like this part of me or not.
And that's equally, if not more terrifying.