If dreams are like movies, then memories are films about ghosts.
I'm exhausted and in pain. My ankle isn't broken, but chronicly sprained and I may have torn ligaments (the worst possible outcome). Skiing today was lovely, a beautiful sun setting over the mountains as we skiied down our last run, a dedicated one. Other than that generally good, but a frigid 5 and below degrees. Now my knee and ankle are throbbing and I have a vicious headache.
I ran into Dylan at the mountain. We're going to hang out, he's a super sweet boy, and it took me four years of his absence to miss him and realize it.
I have a calculus exam at 4 tomorrow, I haven't studied and I'm nervous about it.
I'm not sure if I am going to make it home on Friday.
There's supposed to be a treacherous snow storm, and my flight might be cancelled/delayed. That and there may be a fuckin' transit strike in the city?!?! Wtf mate?
I feel foolish, about feeling foolish, and was a miserable wreck this afternoon.
See you all too soon,
Bronwyn.
I ran into Dylan at the mountain. We're going to hang out, he's a super sweet boy, and it took me four years of his absence to miss him and realize it.
I have a calculus exam at 4 tomorrow, I haven't studied and I'm nervous about it.
I'm not sure if I am going to make it home on Friday.
There's supposed to be a treacherous snow storm, and my flight might be cancelled/delayed. That and there may be a fuckin' transit strike in the city?!?! Wtf mate?
I feel foolish, about feeling foolish, and was a miserable wreck this afternoon.
See you all too soon,
Bronwyn.