a few fantastically depressing weeks emotionally have been capped by a totally unexpected break-up. that makes 3 in 5 months. this is really difficult to take. it was all quite unexpected and i'm still holding out hope.
i really do need to better at not withdrawing when i start feeling shitty. it's one of my worst attributes.
i am happy though to be going to montreal tomorrow morning. space for toronto much. time to write. time to work on myself. and some time to
shop. :)
i have barely 5 weeks till i start full-time at
the clinic. it'll be great to have a full-time job, with like real pay and benefits and such. i still worry that it's not going to happen even though a for sure thing.
finished my reading course. this means i've completed all my coursework for my masters and 'just' need to finish writing my thesis, defend that, and i can close that tumultous and drawn-out part of my life.
feeling tired. feeling like i've been watching my life happen for the past few weeks. maybe if i write i will break out of this funk. much to say, so little energy to get it out. gotta change that.