exhausted

last night, i wrote this terrible angry and sad post about what was quite possibly one of the most dramatic and humiliating nights i've had in a long time (possibly ever). the plan was to get it all out and then just save the entry for myself for however long i felt i needed to keep it around. instead, i accidentally posted it for about 30 minutes, and then immediately took it down when i realized how unnecessary doing that was. i was cryptic enough that very few people would even know what i was talking about in the first place, so it just seemed sorta ridiculous to share the story with the universe. and, i'm exhausted and drained and about to leave the apartment for work (i'm in westwood, which couldn't be better timing, seriously), so i'm not going to dwell. i can't wait to start my life here again and get caught up in the flying squirrel and food not bombs (which i'm going to try to do weekly now, because i can) and people here and all the craziness of school. i couldn't be more ready to get this life back.

also, i want to focus on the positive. what i learned in the wee hours of this morning, after a week-long emotional battle turned briefly physical, is that i have great friends who give me love and respect and coffee ice cream when i'm upset, and i think that's pretty much all anyone could ask for.

(thank you, d.)