i have that feeling in my stomach again. do you ever think the nostalgia might kill you??? it was only the middle of june, but summer seemed boundless, as though it could go on for miles and miles. it felt like sitting in the passenger’s side, watching the road stretch on, driving for what seemed like an eternity. you stare blankly out the window, trying to recall the hours that have already passed, trying to imagine the hours that will span ahead, but you can’t. there’s so much of the same. you remind yourself that there’s no such thing as constant. everything is always moving, changing. the earth continues to turn even when you remain stagnant. there are things so much bigger than you. when you’re in the middle of it all, you can’t see the way out. things start to feel like too much all at once. why does no one else seem terrified? summer’s since passed, but all the feelings still remain. i am trying my best to not be afraid.