Day Two, somehow I'm still alive.
I slept really well last night, surprisingly. I think it was because I actually had calmed down a bit after my emo breakout. I talked with Em and the larper for a sum total of about, oh, two hours of phone time (yeah, the cell phone has a bad case of the deadsies right now until I get out to the car to plug it in). I also soaked in the hot tub/pool last night for a good hour and a half. Started watching Gladiator back up in the room and barely got 10 minutes in before I crashed. Yesterday was LLLLOOOONNNNGGG, and apparently, I was really tired. Normally it's really hard for me to fall asleep before others in the room fall asleep - not the case last night. It was good though, I feel a bit more refreshed and a little less emo today.
I need to think about all the good things in Winona right now. My mind only wants to think of all the the things I'm leaving behind and all the bad parts of moving/moving back/traveling with grandparents. And that really isn't helping my emotional state.
It's sad to say, but I wish the drunkard wasn't in BFE so we could have our regular dorky phone conversations and I'd have some level of normalcy in my life right now.
I need to think about all the good things in Winona right now. My mind only wants to think of all the the things I'm leaving behind and all the bad parts of moving/moving back/traveling with grandparents. And that really isn't helping my emotional state.
It's sad to say, but I wish the drunkard wasn't in BFE so we could have our regular dorky phone conversations and I'd have some level of normalcy in my life right now.