there's something about overcast days...
The past couple of days have been strange. I'll be totally fine, and then i'll see or hear one little thing that makes me feel sad. A strange un(in?)definable sad. I've been spending too much time alone, too much time not working, too much time starting things and not finishing them.
I hate feeling like I'm being avoided. (ahem)
I'm not enjoying being given the sole responsibility of finding a house. That takes ALL the fun out of it. I also don't know why I am fooling myself into thinking that I can afford to move. Because I cannot. But i'm unhappy where i'm living now. I want to live in a space that will make me feel like it's somewhat my home. instead of feeling unwelcome in someone else's home for $300 a month.
I was fine with Jake being gone to LA. But he's back visiting already, and just the thought of him being in this town is making me uneasy.
Eli is avoiding me. He doesn't like my honesty anymore, i think.
I just wrote my resume. but i don't know where to take it.
I sat at the book store and read 1/4 of a memoir about this guy in rehab. It was beautiful and heartbreaking and written very well.
Being depressed and lonely is the antithesis of summertime.
I hate feeling like I'm being avoided. (ahem)
I'm not enjoying being given the sole responsibility of finding a house. That takes ALL the fun out of it. I also don't know why I am fooling myself into thinking that I can afford to move. Because I cannot. But i'm unhappy where i'm living now. I want to live in a space that will make me feel like it's somewhat my home. instead of feeling unwelcome in someone else's home for $300 a month.
I was fine with Jake being gone to LA. But he's back visiting already, and just the thought of him being in this town is making me uneasy.
Eli is avoiding me. He doesn't like my honesty anymore, i think.
I just wrote my resume. but i don't know where to take it.
I sat at the book store and read 1/4 of a memoir about this guy in rehab. It was beautiful and heartbreaking and written very well.
Being depressed and lonely is the antithesis of summertime.