The year finally feels like it’s starting. I’ve been housesitting since December 23rd. Last night was the first night I spent in my own bed in a month. I missed my bed. I didn’t miss Izzie and Luna joining me in bed in the middle of the night as much, but I did miss them.
The time away gave me time to reflect on my home situation. The first step is to get my space clean and keep it clean. I don’t like living in a mess, and that’s what home is right now. I also need to save for more than just travel purposes. I want my own space one day. Somewhere where I am not reliant on someone else to live there. Someplace that’s mine.
I don’t know why, but I’ve been feeling very sad today. Sad and lonely. I spent a few hours trying to work out why to no avail. It’s just a mood. My therapist says I should keep track of my moods more in journals. This is the closest I have to one.
This entry is a mess. But so am I. A very scatterbrained inattentive mess.
Shpunkey 