The other part of my Christmas holidays has been spent around my mobile phone.
I've learnt to not think the worse when a text can be construed negatively, because it probably isn't
I've also learnt to not expect texts back right away, it's nice to wait.
I think my confidence is growing y'know, but not into arrogance. I feel like, I'm maturing? But not getting old.
I'm listening to Bombay Bicycle Club right now, feeling light, unburdened. I seem to have two contrasting moods right now, smitten and anguish. I only seem to feel these or an 'alrightness' that is just an average emotion most people feel. I wouldn't call it the numbness the Escitalopram gives me. Maybe I'm getting better.
I got a new laptop by the way. My computer was dying. It was terminal. It'll go to the Laptop Graveyard in a drawer under my bed.
Btw, look at the red skinny jeans I can fit into again. Thanks Gym.
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