Tuesday, September 2, 2014
Coming home is hard. Mainly because I'm leaving a place behind that I also consider home. I'm super sensitive currently, case and point I cried on public transit today. For no real reason except that my Mom told me I was going to have to put in an effort, which is something I know. But I had just had an interview, which I find stressful, although I'm pretty much sure I got the job. And I have another interview tomorrow a bit closer to my new apartment. Which are both good but stressful things. I just want to get into a new routine, have a job so I don't have to worry about not paying bill and get on with actually living in a new place rather than just being on the edge of living here, if that makes any sense. I'm actually pretty sure it didn't make much sense but my basic point is I'm not really okay today, but that's alright too because I probably eventually will be.