Day 69.

I promise Day 68 exists. I just have to figure out out to work the Internet at my house.
The second part to what I was talking about in 68 is basically that I realised Lindsey is to me as Tiny Cooper is to the straight Will Grayson. Yes, I know that is confusing if you hadn't read the book. If you have, than you know exactly what i am talking about. When I realized this I made plans with her for the first time in a very long time. We had lunch today and I talked to her for the first time in a while and volunteered information about what is going on in my life. I love her. She is my friend. Sometimes you don't choose friends and later realize that if you could have chosen, you would have selected the ones you already have. My second day of work without my mother has gone pretty well. It is sad though. I missed her while I was away and she missed me, but now that I'm back she has left for no one knows how long. She very well could be gone by the time I go back to school. Just goes to show that people don't really wait around for you. Hmm, I that was a hard lesson for me to learn, that peoples' lives don't just stop because I'm no longer in it; a very childish thought I know, but it seems common enough in little kids. I guess I didn't completely realize that my mother had a life without me when I moved away and she would be too busy to think of and/or call me. it was a good thing and goodness knows I wanted that, but it was peculiar all the same. Gah, that's embarrassing that it took so long for that understanding to fully resonate in my thick head.