May
19
Gosh, it’s fun to be reminded how fragile my good mood can be, how it can just be shredded by one phone call, and how I’m not making the progress I’d like to be making. Thanks, mom.
Nights like tonight, I’m grateful for movies and books and thoughts that help me feel like you’re nearby as I try to fall asleep.
For fuck’s sake, brain, it’s a conversation that isn’t even really about me. So stop trying to be in freak out mode over it.