..no not really. it just seems a long time. it is a week into july afterall. another week and my birthday. i dont actually care for it… for me, it’s a day older and not any wiser. i keep thinking that i am in the same predicaments as the previous year and the one before that. have i grown or slightly deteriorated? hard to tell.
anyway independence weekend was good and bad – fun going to the city, but bad cause of the arguments. they always seem to present themselves around the holidays. maybe that’s why i dread them.
today wasn’t good. i got so freaked out by a spider (horrible fear of them) that i got into the driver seat of my car via the passenger side. i saw a dead cat on the road.. bloody fur.. makes me sad. also, this freaking lady in a suv almost hit my car at 70 mph if i hadn’t veered into the next lane! couldn’t be good on my heart. i already have too much anxiety as it is. so, basically i’ve been too anxious to be depressed. i haven’t cried in at least 2 weeks. i’ve been sleeping in all my free time.
reading would be soothing. i finished Shimura Trouble by Sujata Massey and found out that regrettably, it was the last book in the series. i think i will go back to reading Reginald Hill again unless anyone has any suggestions for mysteries, which in that case send them my way!!
well that’s all for now. updates later!