I am so happy that I have plans tonight. I started having that feeling again. Even after everything was getting okay.
I was sitting in my bed with my headphones on listening to some random c.d. (actually...it was Bush...which that in itself is weird...). And I was reading the best book in the world. And it hit me again. Just like last time. I'm not happy. And so even if I was okay for a week, 7 days, it was sure to come back. I just didn't think so soon.
My stomach hurts. I have got to go tell my mom what I'm doing tonight. Soon I'll be back.