LXXIII It's time to pack together again.
Why is it that I always feel like leaving unfinished business when I'm about to go back to Gießen? Because nothing in the universe is ever finished? Yeah, sure. Sometimes I wonder if I'm the only one who needs precise answers or if it's that we're not even speaking the same language.
Anyway. Mum and I visited Thomas in hospital (slipped disc, don't worry, he's a tough guy) and went shopping to Ikea afterwards. I got a lot of nice stuff, but sadly, I'm not able to be very happy about them now. I'm restless, I need to pack my stuff together and don't know where to start and all I want is to see Marit - who just called - again, lay down in bed and cry. I feel so powerless. I want to lean back and say "Fuck you, world, because I don't care" but I'm this weak and over-sensitive girl I've always been and I always care.
Mum and I will leave tomorrow morning and she'll stay with me until Saturday. Good thing. If you can spare them, keep your fingers crossed because we'll get our internet connection next week. See you then or in the library.
Take care. *hugs*
Anyway. Mum and I visited Thomas in hospital (slipped disc, don't worry, he's a tough guy) and went shopping to Ikea afterwards. I got a lot of nice stuff, but sadly, I'm not able to be very happy about them now. I'm restless, I need to pack my stuff together and don't know where to start and all I want is to see Marit - who just called - again, lay down in bed and cry. I feel so powerless. I want to lean back and say "Fuck you, world, because I don't care" but I'm this weak and over-sensitive girl I've always been and I always care.
Mum and I will leave tomorrow morning and she'll stay with me until Saturday. Good thing. If you can spare them, keep your fingers crossed because we'll get our internet connection next week. See you then or in the library.
Take care. *hugs*