i've eaten variations on pizza four meals in a row now... half a hot calzone, half a cold calzone, hot pizza, cold pizza. This is so much easier, why do i cook?

I haven't left this city since the first week of July because I was trying to prove to BT that I could stick it out in one place. It is quite soothing to be in one place all the time. Routines are nice. But the unrelenting city makes me long for trees and quiet and loons and mist rising from lakes and no people. I have been dreaming of living out in the country somewhere. Who knows when.

I wanted to go see my parents this weekend, listen to the trees. I've hardly seen them this year, trying to prioritize BT and finishing the damn dissertation. I hate it. But BT's parents are coming here so I'm trading his family for mine and trying to feel cheerful about it. I guess I'll have to tell them I got a job and i'm moving to DC and abandoning their son and we have no idea what's going to happen. It's going to be fun.

9:54 a.m. - 2016-08-20