What are dreams made of?
So I had this really wierd dream last night. It really scared me. It was about me being back in Binghamton. I was back at BHS. I had a much simpler time. Life was so much easier. There was just soo much less anxiety. I feel like I have completely changed since then. I don't think its college that has changed me... I think perhaps it is the fact that I keep getting older. Everyday. I am older than I was. This is supposed to be the best time in my life... so why am I so sad? Why do I long for the simpler days? I promised myself that I would be more social now that I am no longer an RA. I feel like I have done an ok job so far, but somehow I just feel disconnected.
Let's hope this feeling passes. I will chalk it up to stress due to too much grad school research.
Some good news is that Dan is coming up this week. I can't wait. I think I just need someone to care about me right now. And he is exactly the person who cares the most. It's going to be his birthday next Monday, and I am not sure what to do for it yet. I know it will be good. if anyone has any suggestions, leave it.
Let's hope this feeling passes. I will chalk it up to stress due to too much grad school research.
Some good news is that Dan is coming up this week. I can't wait. I think I just need someone to care about me right now. And he is exactly the person who cares the most. It's going to be his birthday next Monday, and I am not sure what to do for it yet. I know it will be good. if anyone has any suggestions, leave it.