I have a whole pile of “Where to start” that I’m sitting on here.
SO, I’m back from Florida, where it was cold and rainy most of the time. I didn’t even touch the beach. Oh well.
Coming back from Florida has afforded me NO clarity at all. I’m still not sure where I’m supposed to go. Not even a little.
And, being home makes me kinda grumpy. Same old place. same old obscenely messy room. Same old nobody to talk to.
I want to have some body to pick me up from the airport with balloons. Not that I don’t appreciate my dad coming to get my as usual, but I want a guy at the gate with flowers and an obnoxious show of affection.
I want to know that I have something to look forward to other than the misty future. I want NOW to be excited and enough. I want my now to fufill something. I think all my now is going to fuffill tonight is my sleep deprivation. I’ll write more tomorrow, just wanted to get stuff off the top on my head!