more pretentious

As the late afternoon sun made its slow, lazy journey down the orange sky towards the cityscape horizon, Jane felt her consciousness seeping slowly from her mind. It had been a long day. She knew running away was not going to solve her problems, but her mum had always been telling her to get out of the bloody house and do some damned exercise. Her friends had always told her that they’d be there for her if she needed someone to talk to if she was finding it hard to cope with everything, but Jane didn’t want to talk to her friends. She just wanted to be alone. She just wanted to get away from the desperate mess that she was living. She just wanted everything to fix itself up so everything would be back to normal and okay again so that she could stop living like she had a weight in her lungs, but she knew she couldn’t have everything.

this is homework, not my major work.