This sinking feeling won’t subside. I’m constantly running – from people, from situations, from thinking. Mainly thinking. I’ve been keeping myself occupied and distracted so I can avoid delving into my jumbled mind. I have too much to get done right now to get bogged down in my own thoughts. I think it’s starting to wear on me a bit, though.
As soon as I move to a new place, I think I can relax again. Until then, I’m just pretending everything is still okay. Thank God for good friends.
A few in particular have managed to keep me focused on things other than my life. Apparently the popular method of distraction is to say, “Ooooo look, here’s a shiny thing!” and I’m amused for hours. Meanwhile, my other friend hands me binoculars and tells me to look at myself five years down the road and how awesome that’s going to be. Without those guys, I’m not sure where I’d be at the moment, though I’d probably be under my bed or sulking in a corner somewhere.
But in more positive news, the soon-to-be roommate seems really awesome. So I’m glad he’ll be around. We had a midnight Scrabble throw down last night. Needless to say, the roommate situation will be much more fun and interesting this time around. Last time I had roommates, I lost my silverware, my sanity, and too many jars of peanut butter to count — but that’s a story for another day.
