The most depressing thing of all?
I was a few inches off when I reached for the lightswitch in the dark.
I hope this doesn't mean that I'm no longer home at home. I don't think it does, as I still feel fine. Maybe I was just really tired...
It was incredibly sad, though. When I normally just reach over in the dark, flip the switch, and boom, baby! Light! ...There was darkness.
I'm not depressed or anything. Just contemplative. Because if I'm not home in Olympia or Pullman, that means it's time for me to create my own home. The kind of home that comes with a person, when you see them and get that feeling, and you know you belong at that specific place in that particular moment in time.
I need more sleep. Yeshum, sleep is good.
Night, all. Expect a more coherent update later.
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