
Day 26 - 16 May 2012
I have begun to pack. There is less than two weeks until I leave for my mother’s. And less than a month until I return to San Francisco. :) It could not come fast enough. I’m completely tired of being in Texas.

Day 26 - 16 May 2012
I have begun to pack. There is less than two weeks until I leave for my mother’s. And less than a month until I return to San Francisco. :) It could not come fast enough. I’m completely tired of being in Texas.

Day 27 - 15 May 2012
Lies. That’s what it all come down to. The lies that swirl around you, and you’re not even aware of them. The lies that parents tell to protect you, or themselves. The lies friends tell you to blind you from the truth. The lies that everyone tries to sweep under the rug, or bury deep under the ground. But lies are a funny thing because they can only last so long.
Truth. The truth will grow tired of being buried. It will crave the sun eventually. It will become lonely and wish to return to the world at large. Lies are the infection and truth is what’s going to destroy it. The truth will eventually win out. You won’t expect it. You will not see it coming. But it will come. The truth will be revealed. And when it does, you better pray your lies won’t kill you.

Day 29 - 13 May 2012 - Mother’s Day
Happy Mother’s Day to all the mothers out there. I hope you are having a fantastic day. While I get to spend my day with one of my mom’s, I don’t get to see the other for another two weeks, which sucks, but that’s okay because we are going to celebrate today then. It should loads of fun.

Day 30 - 12 May 2012
So I have been cooking lately and it has been a lot of fun. Some of it I still need to work on, but the majority of the stuff I’m making is turning out to be not half bad. I made pancakes this morning and I think they were the best batch I have made so far. I think I’m finally getting the hang of it and it helps with not going completely insane when you are trapped in a small town for a month. It’s been good.

Day 31 - 11 May 2012
I am standing in the middle of crowded room, but I feel all alone.
I feel them closing in. Claustrophobia is setting in. I want to scream.
To make them hear me or possibly to make them fear me.
To make them step closer or maybe slip further away.
I crave for a connection, but want my isolation.

Day 32 - 10 May 2012
I have officially started the countdown to my return to San Francisco. I’m seriously ready to leave here and return to my semi-private life there because there is only so much family time that you can handle before you have to forcibly remove yourself or suffer the harsh, harsh consequences of staying.