cinnamon roll oatmeal is definitely the best.
i finally got a good night’s sleep last night, and i think it finally stopped snowing. we got more than a foot over the weekend. crazy.
i’ve been thinking a lot lately about friends and relationships and how it has all become so complicated since we became big kids. we are tied down, obligated, comforted, confused. there are lines we can’t cross; between friend and too friendly; between giving advice and saying too much; between wanting to be there for someone and then just plain wanting to be with someone.
it’s all really shady and i can’t figure it out. the lines, i mean. i feel like we’re all free people, we make our own decisions. we should go where we want to go, talk to who we want to talk to about what we want to talk about, and all of the peices will fall into place if we’re happy and do what makes us that way (without harming anyone else, of course.)
so i intended for that whole thing to be a commentary on something else, but it always returns to what’s really bugging me. but i think only kirsten could decipher that one.
anyways, christmas!! it’s close my friends. i’m proud of myself this year for sticking with a mostly positive spirit. last year, i had no reason to be down; i got home from france on christmas eve…everything was wonderful (except my episode at the airport). but the year before was pretty hellish. so this year, after spending enormous amounts of time at home prior to the holiday, i’m proud at how i’m holding up. i’m realizing that i’ll miss this when i’m (hopefully) across the country at this time next year.
blahblah oatmeal.
