I just want to have a rest. I just want to get away from here. I just want to graduate and take a plane. I just want to spend the best time of my life in London for three months, because I’m losing my mind and London is the Moon of Orlando, it’s the place where I will get it back again. I need those three months. I want to feel like I was in the right place, just once, please. I want to feel my soul close to me. My body is oppressing me, anxiety is taking the best of me. I can’t reach to defeat it so far.
Take me away, take me away, take me away.