Sometimes it is hard to remember that this is my reality this here is my reality going home is like a dream lapse pause and then I remember that my reality my world is not there that I have somewhere else to be that now includes my best friend and even though I've only seen her for fifteen minutes we've called each other four times already and it catches me offguard that I can call her whenever I can how long has it been since I've been able to do that? There is a blog that I will never show you it appalls me in the way it lauds infidelity and we know too much of that already now it's time to just be ourselves together again. And now I'm going home to sleep in a big bed call her too much and hug my squirmy beautiful brother and eat too much even though I shouldn't but Thanksgiving is my favorite holiday in which I formally acknowledge how lucky and blessed I am I am the 1% but let's not bring politics into this I'm feeling too optimistic about the days and nights and meals and laughter to come.
I have so much to be thankful for.
Note: This is most likely terrible and I really generally despise stream of consciousness. But I felt like writing this today, so I'm sorry that you had to read it.
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