Ohhhh, man, am I sick. Sick, sick, sick. I am so congested and uncontrollably runny and my sinuses are so congested that my whole face feels itchy and painful and swollen, and I have such bad brain fog that it feels like I'm even congested in my mind, too. Welcome back to school, here's a bitch of a cold. Fuck, I feel terrible.
So, suppose I should mention, I'm back in my hometown. Getting my masters' at the college. Living in the upstairs apartment, but I don't even need to-- my mom got a position on a board in Palo Alto, so they're off to California for two years. We swapped. Not that I was chomping at the bit to live with my parents again, but it feels weird and wrong without them. They're not running the farm anymore, and I'm not used to all that empty, quiet land. It really drives home how alone I am out here. So lonely my bones feel cold. But I suppose that's the price you pay for being a failure.
Gotta chin up. It's not all bad. The classes I'm taking are actually wicked useful (wicked, ha. Welcome back to New England, I guess) and the other students in my program are surprisingly cool, even if we're not all best friends yet. This will give my career, my life, the juice it needs. Even if getting home at 10pm four nights a week makes me feel like a character in an H.P. Lovecraft story.
Blah, feeling so ill is not helping my mood. I'm gonna go to the bathroom and drip some more.
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