Let's rest for a while 'til our soul catches up
Haiti’s history has always been one that made me sad, and I strongly hope (though doubt) that some of the aid being poured in goes to education instead of keeping the citizens alive and leaving them to live in a wreck.
I’m supposed to be studying right now, but I’m tired and dizzy and still in pain from going to the doctor on Friday (well, a doctor, I haven’t actually seen my doctor in months; I don’t even know if I’m still his patient or if I’ve been totally handed over to specialists. Nor do I feel like asking.) Also, my stress has manifested itself in-among other things-swollen white rings on my feet that have been sprayed with liquid nitrogen. This meant walking around with Flo today was not the easiest thing in the world. But it’s Flo, so it’s worth it. Who else would give me a bouquet of ridiculously pretty paper flowers because real flowers make me sad, or think it's an amusing idea to attempt kissing upside down (which did not work), or label Angel by Sinead O'Connor "the Sophia song?"
Can I just say how unfair it is that I saw her an hour ago and already miss her like a madwoman? The next thirty days are going to stink. But then I’ll see her again. <3