The Feels

It's happening.

Around this time of year

(every year so far for me)

I get what's called "the feels."

What are "the feels" you ask?

The feels can mean different things for different people.

FOR ME,

it describes how silly, 

sappy,

 and plain cheesey

I get about everything and everyone.

From seeing a music video with my homeroom class to 

reading a student's in-text citation that says (My Mom).

(and if you don't know what in text citation is, go back to school)

KIDDING

(I just learnt this week for the third time while teaching the kids, so no worries!)

Yes, I agree.

The lack of sleep could be reason for all this nonsense 

but 

I'd like to think there is something deeper happening here?

Perhaps?

Or maybe I'm asking myself too many questions like;

Am I getting sad about leaving Dhaka?

Am I scared out-of-my-mind about moving to a new place?

Am I anxious about being alone while making all these big changes?

Am I even more worried about going home for the summer and realising 

how much I need my family and they need me?

And lastly,

Am I depressed that I am not a better artist?

THE ANSWER IS YES TO ALL THE QUESTIONS ABOVE.

So...yeah.