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I'm a little tired and stressed and lonely. There's a lot on my plate right now in between school, Tampa Theatre, Meridian Hookah, preparing to move and the other little things in my life. My brain tells me I am going in the right direction- becoming independent and self-supportive- but why do I feel like I have to ask myself what that amounts to? I'm blue and a little lonely; I wish I had someone to tell about my days instead of typing them into my computer. I have some great friends, but even they seem a little absent lately.
But I made it through the first week of school, Brokeback Mountain, and the second job alive. And that is good enough for now.
And now I'm going to bed.
But I made it through the first week of school, Brokeback Mountain, and the second job alive. And that is good enough for now.
And now I'm going to bed.