Living solo is becoming depressing. I've been really proud of myself for focusing on work and keeping a schedule. It's just that I'm rarely free, prefer to save money and am becoming a deal more serious about everything. This is a critical point in my life, and the pressure's killing me. I need to realize that adulthood has a sense of humor.
I was really looking forward to going to the event tonight. We haven't seen each other for at least 4 years, and this familiarity is reminding me that I've missed her a lot. There're 4 years to catch up on. Plus, I have a lot that I want to tell her.
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