Aug 25, 2006 15:22
i ate ate about 7 cookies...the homemade bakery kind....they weren't LITTLE cookies.
after the 2 days and 7 cookies i realized i should probably get back on my meds. i have been very relieved to be back home with my loved ones, but something is still tying my mind up. something i can't put my finger on, i thought that being home would fix me. i don't know if i will ever get myself figured out. i just think i will always feel some sort of emptiness or upset. it doesn't rule my life generally, but it makes me not want to get out of bed and it makes me not want to open the shades or talk to people.
i have been sitting on my bed with my laptop and tablet. i have been sitting here drawing for an entire week. i left the house tuesday night to get food with friends, then i left the house Wednesday to take my dad to the e.r. that was the extent of my ambitions this week.
i irritate myself. i hope someday i will deserve to be entirely blissfully happy, but i doubt that really exists full time.
i miss certain people. can teleporters PLEASE come to exists? cloning machines? anything? maybe affordable private jets then? grr. well next week it will all feel better.