Life is less...exhausting, these days. I have less to worry about, less to think about. I love these periods of my life when a man is not sitting in my brain, using it all up.
I am worrying about my little sister a lot today. Our house must be hard for her. Mom's such a dope.
I plan on working hard on homework and hanging out with her today, though. That will make me happy when I fall asleep at night.
I can't explain to you this phenomenon of boys falling out of my head. I need to learn how to get them to stay there, always, so that I am a tiny pillar, a gooey center of steadiness, at all times, in spite of what happens with mom, dad, boys or savannah. I wish I could relay all this to her. I wish I could wrap it up and give it to her for christmas.