sick day.
portland confirmed! ticket purchased. jetting off for cousin time in a place that i hope to live in someday, is perfect.
i am not sure how i feel. maybe i've really just been allowing/making myself in a constant state of disappointment, because i am not sure what moving forward is.
i don't know what i believe.
i'm not sure thats a bad thing.
sickness doesn't allow me the energy to be sad. nor does it allow me the energy to take the time to write things how i would like. i hope i am better tomorrow. in every sense.
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