IJustMadeThatUp

There's this claustrophobic feeling of panic that I get sometimes, it's like when I get stuck in a piece of clothing and want to tear and claw my way out. I feel like I get stuck in life and need to rip it to shreds, escape, so that I can breathe freely again.

I think it's the new job? City living? Or maybe the freedom and endless choices that I have in front of me. They're smothering me.

I'm drowning in possibilities