if i don't listen to the talk of the town then maybe i can fool myself...

but at this point i'm kind of sick of doing that. i'm fighting a losing battle, and it hardly seems to matter if i win or not anymore. today was a good day...a little more came out into the open. you know, i'm not one of those who can easily hide, and it's really not fun for me to try...oh by the way, sam and linds, sorry, that was a literature reference from yesterday's and nobody understands that part of the book anyway. so, point is, i'm tired of deluding myself into thinking that maybe i'm doing the wrong thing, because that will only hurt me. i have to trust that what is, is, and it's a good and purposeful thing. today was a good day: good conversations with Fred and Sarah, good shift (got to check out my new room for next year and it's bigger than i thought it would be), good cookies and ice cream, good game of Smear (Josh and I killed 'em). And at the end of the day, the fog is clearing and simplicity is exciting to me for a change. Of course, I don't usually let it stick around too long but for now, it's good. Anguish is not worth all my time. Love to all.