i wish my words were pretty again. i wish i wrote with meaning. instead, i ramble. maybe when things are back to "normal" for me, this will be better.
i feel like the days are slowly creeping by. i'll be seeing ryan in two weeks from today. i'm overwhelmed with feeling right now. i told ryan last night that i have a feeling things will be awkard between others and myself when i return, and he said, "even me?" and i said, "well, yeah. i mean, we haven't seen each other in so long..." and he agreed that things will probably be strange at first, but we're going to try hard not to let them be that way.
just two weeks... this time actually went by faster than i thought...