maybe
okay, Heather talked me through my sadness, I'm as packed as I can be until tomorrow, and now I'm feeling a little better about going back. I'm pretending the weather there is beautiful. She's coming to the airport to get me which will be PERFECT because basically the most depressing thing is getting off the plane and there's no one to meet you and no one cares that you're there. Then I'll do homework all night and get all that shit done so I don't have to stress about it. I'll even go through my forensics stuff a couple times to start getting back into it.
I'm going to start going to North End for breakfast every Sunday morning and I may go back to First Baptist Boston or see if there's another church I like. I miss going to church. Anyone who ever wants to join me on either things is welcome to join me. I go to a place that ranges $4-6 for food and a beverage (like pancakes or croissants and cappuchinos or americanos). I'm bringing my tennis racket and Heather and me are going to play. I'm going to MAKE time every day to write and exercise, because I just can't function if I don't. I think that's part of why the last two months were so shitty. I'm also bringing my lap desk so I can spend pretty days writing and reading out in the Garden/Common. I'm bringing more skirts.
Man, I just looked at the forecast. It's going to be upper 20s to lower 50s all week. SUCKS. Shouldn't have looked. But it has to get nice soon, right?!?! (It doesn't have to be true, but it's what I'm going to keep telling myself).
Anyways, I'm going to . . . head to bed soon. I wanted to write a bit, but it's after midnight and I have to get up at 6:30. And I still need to shower. Ugggggggggggggggh.
I'm going to start going to North End for breakfast every Sunday morning and I may go back to First Baptist Boston or see if there's another church I like. I miss going to church. Anyone who ever wants to join me on either things is welcome to join me. I go to a place that ranges $4-6 for food and a beverage (like pancakes or croissants and cappuchinos or americanos). I'm bringing my tennis racket and Heather and me are going to play. I'm going to MAKE time every day to write and exercise, because I just can't function if I don't. I think that's part of why the last two months were so shitty. I'm also bringing my lap desk so I can spend pretty days writing and reading out in the Garden/Common. I'm bringing more skirts.
Man, I just looked at the forecast. It's going to be upper 20s to lower 50s all week. SUCKS. Shouldn't have looked. But it has to get nice soon, right?!?! (It doesn't have to be true, but it's what I'm going to keep telling myself).
Anyways, I'm going to . . . head to bed soon. I wanted to write a bit, but it's after midnight and I have to get up at 6:30. And I still need to shower. Ugggggggggggggggh.