2:46 PM; Logan Blvd—bed
Will be working a long day tomorrow, so got home early today and put away laundry, hung art, picked up my room… and feel terribly lonely. The weekend was wildly successful in terms of personal growth and progress—went home to split Abuela’s ashes and ended up having a much needed convo with Mom and Dad, and then hung out with Kellie, and then got an email from Molly saying she’s wanting to hang after one more week of breathing… all things are relatively good. Why lonely? Oh yeah. Went climbing with Luke on Sunday and Skyped/Netflixed with Erin. Texted Adam Sondag… so I’m doing the self-care with friends thing plenty. It’s this not wanting to be alone with myself… I need to turn to art. Honestly, I think it has a lot to do with the weather. I finally dug out my “happy lamp” per Chris’ suggestion. Nani Moore is supposedly coming over later to jam—that should be super fun. Need to get shit together for the next Nightside. Need to work on Blue Medusa. I want to make a comic of Babs. Maybe that’s what I’ll do right now. Cuz I need another project. Lol. Oh yeah, also had coffee with Carly on Sunday. Significant chat.