stranger things
I’m sitting at my favorite window in the library, with a sneaky view of all the people coming in and out on this sunny day.
Sunny days are always the days I see people I know around campus, but lately I’ve been realizing the number of people I know is becoming less and less…
seclusion is addictive.
but that wasn’t my point, just a side note
my point for this entry is that I sat here, at this seat by the window, and watched my ex numero uno who was sitting outside the library for a good 5 minutes.
jeez… what a creep.
It’s funny how I can still read his body language pretty well.
He looked nervous and stressed.
On the eve of the anniversary of the single most unexpected thing that ever happened to me, I am watching the person who hurt me more than most, intentionally.
I don’t have any feelings towards him, hate love or otherwise, just curiousity.
what has changed about you in the last 8 months? what has changed about me?
Everything and nothing, surely is the answer.
Life is weird.
My garden is growing and it makes me so happy.
Last night I woke up with my heart racing…D: It’s the first time I’ve felt any panic in almost a month.
It comes and goes in waves, but I refuse to let it take over again.
love always,
phoebe