23 years old. Queer. New York. BA in Gender Studies. Germanophile, writer, reader (see my books here), feminist, runner, writer, lover, nerd. More about me :) In recovery from an eating disorder; living with PTSD. Trigger warnings always apply, please take gentle care. What's up, babycakes?
today: wake up slowly and weirdly from nyquil. snarf snack, let dog out. shower. NAILS. actual breakfast. make bed. tidy room. puttering & walk to post office to mail something. home for lunch. call testing center to ask if I can bring my cell phone at all (and wtf if they say no?). finalize GRE test-day thingies. prep! dinner. skype. bed.
p.s. augh feelings. i suck.
one of those light-hurts, stomach-hurty headaches…ugh.
so: bed now. tomorrow super early wake up for work and be sure to: pack a lunch shower dress business casual makeup breakfast go
seize the day. on We Heart It. http://weheartit.com/entry/15737317
today is asking for a walk, and also reading and baking. I think I can manage all that.
so many big thoughts and questions rattling around my head, I wish I could really put them on pause.
home. and it’s nice, what with the dog being excited and the vanilla candles and my old bedroom with my round rug and my dad’s prism blocks and singing Indigo Girls songs.
but, you know. I miss him. and stuff.