Back when I was younger, in middle school, I used to hate winter breaks because that would be a whole two and a half weeks I didn't get to see my crush...and to think that was the worse of my worries...at times I wish I could go back to that. Nowadays just trying to cope is enough to put me off.
Welcome to adulthood...sorry, no jackets.
I was thinking that I need a change. A physical/environmental one rather than mental. I believed I've done all the mental changing and maturing allowed on my own...I cant explain that any better, though I'm sure there is a lot of maturing to be had on my part. I'm young.
I'm learning that it doesn't pay to be negative.
I am 21 and I am sleep deprived. I cannot sleep on my own...as in without assistance. Dark circles are trying to make their mark. I have a few days off, I am determined to sleep. If I cannot I will be spending a few days away from home to a land where sleep is in fact, possible.
As CMJ mentioned, tis the season for reading. Reading is my absolute favourite. I, not only welcome, but love love love the temporary escape from reality. I went shopping yesterday in hopes of finding a seemingly good book to indulge in...no luck, but all is not lost. The search continues today after work, if I have time as my Sunday seems to be full...and to my dismay at no point do I get to see Joe. How I miss thee. Let me count the ways....later.