I haven’t written in you for a while, well, at least not since my “blow up,” I guess, but my psychiatrist insists that I write my thoughts in here. So here I am sipping on organic tea and “unloading my baggage.” Also, I have to lay off of “strong foods” for a while—she says that I spend more time with food than I do with other people, but what’s so wrong with that? I mean, I’m comfortable around it. That’s why they call it comfort food—duh! Anyways, I’m not sure if I’m supposed to write about good things, or bad things, or both. All I can say is that life is just… surprisingly sweet. This week has been super chill now that I think about it.
It feels like something is different actually. I don’t know what or why, but I’ve just been feeling like a whole new person lately. It’s like a giant weight has been lifted off of my shoulders—Wait… I’ve got it! My cat showed me affection today—that’s gotta be it. And then I’ve just been cheerful ever since. Wait a minute, no—no sooner had I began to pet her did she have the super crazy eyes and declared war on my arms and legs. So I guess not. Back to square one. Ooh—I got a letter today. Yes, that’s it! Let me open it… Aghh, credit card offers!? Lame. No, something else definitely has been making me feel more relaxed…AHA! I’ve got it! I’ve been going commando!… *checks pants* …nope. Bummer!
Oh, it’s! It’s…uh…you know what? I haven’t the slightest clue, actually. Whatever it is, I guess It couldn’t have been too important… Oh well. If I figure it out, I guess I’ll just let you know. I’m just glad that things are so peaceful around here. But my cup definitely could use a refill right about now, so I guess I’ll just talk to you later, diary.