i smell homebaked bread and it’s awesome
I think I’m giving people the wrong impression. I’m not unhappy. In fact, I think I actually am happy mostly. I’ve just hit a bit of a cruisy phase, where nothing’s going on and I have nothing to look forward to. I’m happy, but I’m unfulfilled. I love my job (so far! touch wood! don’t jinx it!), I have a couple of good friends I can call on, I’m back talking to my mother. As I said before (or thought I did, now I can’t find where I said it), I’m ok being single, and barely even think about it aside from making jokes about it (but I’m self-deprecating like that). Money should have me more stressed out, but I’m dealing with it somehow.
I don’t really know what it is. I’ve tried hobbies, I joined a gym, I have my cat back, I’m (sometimes) social. Maybe it’s because I’ve been working non-stop for a couple of years without a break, with a few of those jobs totally taking the life out of me. I’ve had a rough year with relationships, but I can gladly say I am fully over them which is probably why I’ve settled myself into singledom.
I just don’t know. I’m itching for something, but I couldn’t tell ya what it is.