This week, which so happens to have been homecoming week, has been a really hard week. I’ve fallen asleep on the floor way too many times while doing homework; I’ve found myself crying once or twice after coming home, and I really just want a nap. I was not prepared for this week and I suddenly found myself with test after test after test, along with tons of homework, and newspaper assignments that pretty much consumed any free-time I hoped of having left. Honestly, if my best friend weren’t going, I would not be going to homecoming this year simply because I’m so exhausted.

Because I’ve been so exhausted, I found myself wanting to draw something easy and familiar. That drawing so happened to be a wilting rose, which so perfectly describes how I’ve been doing all week. It wasn’t intentional, it’s just what I automatically went to when nothing else came to mind.

The rose isn’t dead, as you can see, but it is certainly in bad shape, and definitely needs some water, and I’m feeling the exact same way. In bad shape and in need of “water,” or in my case, some sleep. The rose’s creases and drooping petals are like how my mind feel right now, just down and heavy.

However, this rose can certainly be revived, just like me, because roses are pretty resilient as long as they are not chopped off the bush, and even if they do go away, they will come back, sharp and strong.