Nothing really changes…
…except the date and the weather.
Life is just the same as it always is, and I’m not sure how I feel about that, because I don’t know if I’m satisfied, or if I’m just tricking myself into thinking I am just so I can get through every day.
I had less than two days when my mom and my sisters were here, along with Erik - and that was enough to make me feel slightly lonely. I know I’m setting myself up for it, I mostly isolate myself from my old friends, but it’s just not what I’m looking for. I feel like I have to get my life to a place where I’m happy, and that I have to be working continuously towards that. I guess you could say I’m scared of just chilling out and having fun. I’m scared of wasting time.
