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.
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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?
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.
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