[10.48pm]

All of the things that I used to be are tangled up in all of the things I am now. Some have been strangled out and others have only grown thicker. This has been a very difficult week. I keep telling myself that once fall is official everything will change. If my desire to asign supernatural powers to meaningless events actually worked, I would be an authentically happy person. Instead we pretend and let the rest of our time fall into bed with soggy pillows.