I’m here! Back on my super comfy couch, with the  cutie pug smooshed up against my leg, in her attempt to become one with me. Usually I’m a little depressed after these weekends away, because I’ve had such a great time with my friends, and coming home means it’s over. This weekend feels different. I still had a great time with my friends, but I’m also very glad to be home. I missed Jason and Mia more than I have in the past (which sounds awful, but I don’t mean it that way).

I had more time to think this weekend, and I’ve decided that I’m a pretty depressing person. I don’t think I had a positive thought the entire time I was alone with myself. I’m not suicidal or anything, so don’t freak out. I just realized I’m very unhappy with my life right now. I’m not sure if I can figure out how to fix it, or if I should see someone to get help. I don’t feel like I’m sick, or in danger or or anything. I just think there are things about my life that need to be changed.

Things I’d like to change (in no particular order):

• Quit biting my nails
• Stop putting myself down
• Be more productive
• Be more positive
• Have more fun
• Find a hobby I enjoy
• Be a better friend
• Be a nicer person

Ok so the last one might be out of my league, but dammit, I’m gonna try!