Sick

I'd like to recap this week in some way. But, really, it's just a blur of sickliness, travel, and anxiousness.

I did not plan on coming home this weekend -- and it seems that Fair Lawn didn't plan on having me. Instead of going out like I normally do, or basking in the quiet -- I've gone out and then been forced to endure the quiet back here.

And there were tinges of ... longing for NYC and the people and the noise and the fucked up-ness. But after seeing that video I just saw of friends ... Nope. None. All love lost.

I dread tomorrow because it means I'm back there and I'm back with those people and doing those same things we always do. (Which I don't mind, per se.)

Ugh.

Can't wait to talk to Meghan.