Back in college, I would have aggressive all-nighters that would leave me convulsing as I worked, functioning daily activity, and anything else in-between just from being so busy. We are so back.
On saturday I will have more than enough time to rest. "Finish strong!" as my favorite coaches/mentors would say.
The concert left me worse for wear yesterday. I did not arrive home until 11:44pm. I go over it more in the concert notes but having to help naviagate my parents in a loud space is difficult. Especially since my mom is a hermit and hates people. I'm not saying I regret this but man, it was difficult. Show was excellent for what its worth.
It appears this has resulted in conflict between my parents. My dad will likely tell me more about it later.
My mom has texted me as much about this conflict but its uh, complicated since she's mostly in the wrong in a way that's 60% not malicious and 40% malicious. UGHHHHH. Not my problem. Do not want to get involved.
So, so so soso tired. I've missed a concert before on account of feeling crummy but I didn't purchase the ticket yet. This one has a ticket. I rather not waste the money. I think the compromise will be leaving early. I listened to the HAIM setlist this morning and honestly, wasn't blown away. Stef's song rec wasn't in there so its not like anything is holding me unlike say, Good Looking by Suki Waterhouse.
I cannot wait to read. I thought this was just some liberal cringe slogan but unfortunately, reading does in fact make me more empathetic. It mostly makes me more susceptable to crying more. But it kind of feels good if that makes sense??? SOmetimes I can be so bogged down in work I really don' feel anything, so I suppose this is progress.
The moment of truth, or as the cows say, moo-th, is upon us.
"If there is some other way to prove that I love you,
I swear I don't know how.
You'll never know if you don't know now." Sigh. I love that song.