Tired. Matty and Suz and I watched some DS9 for a while. Took a nap. Had some cookies.
It doesn't feel like it was a week and watching Mom drive away made me sad. I wasn't happy being locked up and hooked up but I wasn't happy about sitting in the apartment, alone, unsure of what to do. It's like the first day of a school break when you feel all weird, alone, and a broken routine. Taylor hasn't forgotten completely who I am.
Life is weird sometimes. But it's good to not be dying anymore.