the start of everyday*

i get a little scared when i see the sky darken on a sunday evening. as the sun sets, my mind starts running through all the things i've promised myself on friday that i would do during the weekend and usually, they are all left undone or partially done. and i start getting a little panic attack thinking about how i'm going to settle them on monday or over the course of the week.

half a year into working, there have been less of these panic attacks. because for one, i've stopped bringing work home. for two, i've also realised, after so many mondays, that i'll find a way to handle the work left from friday. so.. its ok.

on the way home in the car after sending weij home, i looked out in between the seats where my parents are sitting and the sky was dark with just a little streak of blue.

the start of a new day.