Fear, sleep deprivation, and fear.
So I'm psyched about moving to Chicago. I am. I'm scared of not being able to find five jobs fast enough and that my apartment really will be smaller than my bed, but I can live with these things.
But oh wait, yeah, I'm really scared. And now it seems I've already managed to alienate the guy I thought I liked up there, who's friends with all my friends and it seems like, if I completely misread this chicago person, maybe I've misread everything. It's just a guy, and I can get over a guy I barely know, but it stings, and now I'm calling everything into queestion.
I mean come on. Who wants to move somewhere with bad vibrations already headed in their direction?
And I'm overreacting. But it's my period and I've been awake for hours because I CAN'T FUCKING SLEEP and who wouldn't go a little mental after awhile? I'm trying to resist the urge to go out for breakfast just to comfort myself.
I want Ryan. Ryan will tell me that everything is fine. But he's not at the gym this early, and I can't work out this early, I'll die.
But oh wait, yeah, I'm really scared. And now it seems I've already managed to alienate the guy I thought I liked up there, who's friends with all my friends and it seems like, if I completely misread this chicago person, maybe I've misread everything. It's just a guy, and I can get over a guy I barely know, but it stings, and now I'm calling everything into queestion.
I mean come on. Who wants to move somewhere with bad vibrations already headed in their direction?
And I'm overreacting. But it's my period and I've been awake for hours because I CAN'T FUCKING SLEEP and who wouldn't go a little mental after awhile? I'm trying to resist the urge to go out for breakfast just to comfort myself.
I want Ryan. Ryan will tell me that everything is fine. But he's not at the gym this early, and I can't work out this early, I'll die.