11:54 AM, Friday, Nov. 11, 2011
I haven't had a day to myself all week and probably won't until about next Wednesday. No joke, I have blisters on my feet from poorly made shoes.
It's funny watching people getting jobs and going out and dressing up and facing problems like they've suddenly turned into adults overnight.
Worried. And it's so hard to communicate feelings without showing your face or using your voice or making actions.