Clawing

I'm clawing at the walls, trying to think of how to cram in more time. There's not enough time, never enough time at all. I feel like I'm being bombarded with demands that I cannot appease but neither can they be denied.

I'm already beginning to feel the ache of missing people. Not only my heart, but my beloved friends. I will miss them so dearly that it already feels like pieces of me are drifting away at the thought of how long it will be till I see them again.