Ever since Bellas, I've been at a low, like the lowest of the low. Which is normal after a gathering; but this time it just kind of lasted longer. I don't know if it's because the weekend before Bellas, I drove to VA to get my stuff and bring it here to Looooo-ville. I did feel slightly overwhelmed that I am finally settling in somewhere and trying to get my situation fixed. I haven't seen my stuff in almost a year, it's been in the same boxes since Arizona. Now that I have it all out I just want to be around it all the time. I get to look at my vinyl records, my old 20's playbills I have framed, ALL MY SHOES, my bird, my movies, I get to finally see it everyday whenever I want. No more, digging through boxes trying to find something to ease my mind. For the past 2 weeks, I keep myself locked in my room, only leave to use the bathroom or get food, or go to work. I haven't really talked to anybody. I've been hanging out with my neighbor across the street just to play music. I haven't expressed myself that way for a while, and it just felt so good. It made me realize what I was missing. I was missing talking with Jay and Brent on Skype. I was missing randomly messaging Jo to tell her I love her. I was missing just enjoying the simple moments with my friends ((Rule #32)). I'm coming back promise, I will be me again.
