We also thought the world was flat.

Its a beautiful day here in Virginia (No rain). I mowed the other day and  i swear the grass has already grown. Its weird. Maybe i didn't mow it right? Haha. I dont know. Being outside as much as possible helps my mind. It helps my mind stop spinning. Stop working. Whether i'm reading or walking or anything. It just helps. Plus, It wouldnt hurt to have some color.

Matt and Kim have had a problem with people walking in their yard. Every time someone does we yell something out along the line of "REALLY? JUST WALK THROUGH THE YARD LIKE THAT?" There is usually some cuss words thrown in there but i am not even gonna try to place them in that sentence since they are so sporadic. I guess this has been a problem since they moved here. Matt and I are going to put up a fence sometime. He also plans on investing in bear traps. I dont know if thats such a good idea. It is his property though. Right?

I applied to at least five or six jobs here and still nothing. I dont know about this.

I have found that weekends are hardest to deal with. Everyday is a hard day but nothing compares to the anxiety that comes with the weekend. Anxiety and weekends. Hand in hand.

I miss Gizmo. I remember when it felt like the world was leaning a little to hard on me. I would just pet and talk to him and things would just be ok. He would listen and enjoy my company. We would enjoy each others company.

It's so hard to think. It's so hard to change. When this world doesn't see you any other way. In this world, they choose to see me, they choose to see me like a setting sun. So it's up to me. I have to see me, I have to see me like the rising one.