One month, 1 week later....not so silent in here now. Occasionally my head erupts into explosions of chatter and whispering. It has to be the stress. Therapy is going to be beneficial, I can see that already. For once, a therapist that believes me and wants to help; not because she's getting paid for it, but because she finds us interesting and in need of assistance.
Eden's in Savannah. SCAD days or something. From what I hear, she's in love already. I, on the other hand, have disconnected myself (as usual) and have been attempting to carry on with what little normalcy I have managed to retain.
Life is...happening. Quickly.
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