After I arrange bingo night at the elderly home and help start the sober-and-drug-free movie and game night for local youth on Friday
I bought tickets and made reservations to take my parents out to a jazz concert and then out to dinner.
Got home so incredibly exhausted from AP classes, volunteer work, scholarships, exercise, extracurricular organizations, and two hours of sleep for two consecutive days, I felt so sick, I wanted to collapse.
After a long natural mineral bath I feel better. Introvert that I am, and even though I don’t like the idea of having someone romantically as a validation of your sexual nature or a characterization of your dependence as a being
it’s days like these where having someone would be kind of nice. To talk to, to be with, to smile at.
It’d just be quite nice