It's been a rough day and a half. More than that, I suppose.
There's only so much about my job I can say here. I honestly don't know who reads this and, as my residents continue to friend me on facebook, I feel as though I should post with caution. Maybe I'll take the link off my facebook. Take note, all.
I would give a lot for a hammock right now. And some fall colors. And my mom.
I find myself avoiding my friends. Not purposefully pulling away, but not making the same effort I used to make. It's like I'm turning into Andy. I'm not becoming an art snob, nor am I about to spend an entire month hiking through the wilderness, but I'm losing my ties. Unlike Andy, I don't have that one perfect person in my life.
Maybe I just need to hike. I can't tell if this is stress or an existential crisis or depression or my life oozing away from me.
Today in Public Speaking, we were presenting speeches on overcoming our greatest challenges. One of my friends got up and started speaking about when he got his girlfriend pregnant. He is extremely pro-life. But she got an abortion. "I feel like I killed my kid." He cried in front of us. Just cried.
Good lord I'm tired.
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