One Door Always Leads to Another
One door always leads to another... Journal Entry 1; September 1 PERSON 1 The sun's shining rays scattered a morning glow around my room through my glass windows, awakening me to the most serene feeling. It was Sunday and early, but I yearned to follow through with my plans of having at least a "half-productive" afternoon, so I forced myself out of bed. Baby bluebirds were chirping in the distance, and a slight breeze filling the early sky. I soaked in the glow of the sun as I stood by my window, sighing, wishing that city life could be like this too. The flower seeds I had planted weeks ago on my window garden had finally started to blossom too. Picking up my phone, missed calls and unread messages took over my screen. Insta Dm's... messages... and I didn't even bother to see what else because I was in no mindset to deal with whatever they needed to say to me. It's why I came to my apartment, away from the city, in the first place. I shut down my phone with a