take a breath.

Eh. I feel like my life if in disarray. The fact that my floor is still covered in boxes probably doesn't help... But hopefully my little break from most of reality will sort that all out. It'd be nice, to say the least. In general, I'd like to feel some amount of permanence in my own room rather this odd sense of just being dropped into it.

To be honest, being around people has had a weird effect on me lately. I'd rather be alone. Or with Taylor. Probably because being around him requires no effort on my part. We can sit around together, or do our own thing for a while. It doesn't require major amounts of interaction if we're not really looking for it. But, then again, it's not being alone. I don't enjoy being alone. Sadly, (for me at least) I'll have to go a few days without.

And, on that note: I'm taking the few days for myself. Not sure how many, or to what extent. I have a few books to read. Maybe I'll make a trip to the library with my mother. Or an IKEA trip and buy some new stuff for my room. It feels oddly mismatched, which is irrelevant.

I just need to breathe, get away from life and effort for a few days.