Times have been weird these past couple of weeks...
It's going to be the second year in a row I won't be going home for the holidays. Feels like part of me is dying. Can't really explain it.
Mom is coming to visit next month. I'll probably cry every night for a month straight when she leaves. So awkward.
Been crying a lot lately. Weird. I think I miss my grandfather, even though it's been ten years. Can't believe it's been ten years.
Almost done with my second short story collection. It's more honest, more sad. It's called "Everything Ends in Flowers". I'll share some new stuff soon.
Okay, I'll shut up now. Probably won't write anything for awhile. I already said too much.
