Ok, I admit it, this sucks. A lot. I’m scarednervousexcitedsadangryfrustratedtiredlonelydepressedexhaustedandupset… And too damn stubborn to let people know. Don’t get me wrong, I’m absolutely pumped for the next couple months and beyond, but I feel like the cost right now is weighing me down. I close myself off and wonder why I’m left in solitude to tough it out. I cling to whatever little distractions I have left but still find them empty in the end because they’re only temporary. I pushed away the things that completely filled those spaces and now I’m afraid I might have lost them forever. I know that things will turn out ok, and that I’ll be complete eventually. It’s just right now and the next two weeks that are going to suck.
All the many varieties of delicious, delicious beer.
Have a great weekend everybody!
