As a young adult, I am a wide-eyed dreamer, hopeful, and idealistic. I've always believed that tomorrow will bring an upgrade to whatever I have or whatever I am going through today.
But one day, reality shook me like an earthquake. No, nothing will ever change. Not the lonely feeling you have everyday when you wake up or before you go to bed. Not the frustration of knowing you ought to be somewhere but now is nowhere.
That day is today.
I am unhappy. I've figured that a long time ago, but I kept convincing myself that tomorrow, it might change. But those tomorrows became todays then became yesterdays. It never changed.
