Optimism has managed to not stay in my life as often as it should. It creeps up when it’s least expected and disappears suddenly. It’s something that I’ve been craving for, specifically when school start, and I’m becoming desperate. I’ve become inseparable from my unhappiness. Like it’s attached to my hips, gasping for closeness, and running from distance. There’s ways to be happy, and stress free, I’m just hoping to find some closure from this endless sadness.