13,259 Days Alive
4 Steak Fajitas Eaten
1.75 Miles Walked Today
Still down here visiting Grandma Gator with Cousin Kay. We go home tomorrow.
I feel… a lot. We looked through photo albums together. It was very nice. I also got to pick out a few more of Grandpa Gator’s shirts to take home with me. And I’m finally going to get a Gator’s Shirt!
I’m so tired. And I’m hurting. Might have overdone it on the walking around. Wouldn’t change anything though.
Wasn’t able to see Mark and Lauren today. Mental health issues run in the family.
I have to admit a strange sort of envy. They’re all so much more firmly entrenched in each other’s lives. I’m trying. I really am. But I feel like I’m falling short of some unknown goal. I dunno. Maybe it’s just the brain gremlins.
Tomorrow, we’re going to brunch at this nifty place called Cristof’s with a few friends of Grandma Gator’s. Then it’s home again, home again, jiggity jig.
I’m going to sleep. I’m exhausted and hurting.
Take your meds, folks.
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