weird being home
I'm glad to be home, but it doesnt feel the same. Everything continued on without me and now I feel like I"m trying to fit back into my own life. I miss my friends in Florida, I miss the sunshine and warmth. Plus its just been one shitty thing after another since I got back. Found out my jewelery box was stolen, Dad blew me off for thanksgiving, and Oreo got bitten by something so we had to take him to the vet late last night. Now the poor cat has a shaved leg and a cone over his head and I feel horrible about it because I am the one who let him out last night. Plus its been cold and gray and I just can't seem to get out of this funk. It doesnt help that I dont have a job or any real direction at the moment and christmas is coming. The house is a mess and looks like a bomb went off in here. I've been home for 3 days and I still havent even unpacked yet.
I feel like I don't belong anywhere at the moment.
I feel like I don't belong anywhere at the moment.