your half smile doesn't scare me anymore

I don't even know where I am supposed to begin. Do I start with the antidepressants, or do I start with the fact that I haven't been home since Sunday afternoon? Just struggling to find a place to sleep or getting a shower or anything really. Literally everything that I do on a day to day basis suddenly requires an incredible amount of forethought and planning.

But anyways, this blog is coming to you from the basement of a friend's house. More news to come from the girl that is officially homeless.


Anonymous said...

Half smiles aren't nearly as scary as great gaping smiles which aren't nearly as scary as maddening laughter cascading around the halls.

Still homeless?

amda said...

Thank you for making me laugh!

I did end up finding my own apartment, though it did take me a lot longer than I initially expected.