I'm feeling weird. I know I've said that a lot lately but I can't help it. A good thing about today I managed to sleep late, which made me feel better than I had in weeks. And yet I still have this thing that doesn't let me feel good.
Our new house is finally getting built and I can't find myself getting excited about it. And it will be great for me, I'll have more space and the whole upper floor will be just for me, which is amazing, I will also get to decorate it to my taste which is something I couldn't do here because it's rented. And yet, none of that excites me at all. It's like 'yeah, that's cool.' I don't even want to go out and pick out new stuff... I just can't bring myself to care.
I'm so boring, man. I seriously am. I just would like to stop feeling so lame. I don't know where I fit in anymore. I don't fit back home because I've been gone so long that I just know I'm not the same person. I also know that the people who used to be close to me are not anymore. And I don't fit in here either. I have people who I know, but I don't really have any close friends and it sucks. I know I could try and be more sociable and all that but it's not easy for me, it has never been.
I dunno, I think the only person who really misses me and who really wants to see me is Andy. She is literally counting the days, she tells me how much time is left every single day. She has promised to cook stuff for me, she's already figuring out where I'm going to sleep.
I don't even know why I'm complaining, I should shut up already, there are people with bigger issues in life.
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