lazy Sunday

Wow, amazing what shutting yourself in for two straight days will do! I'm rested and relaxed, ready for work tomorrow. Still a bit sick, but not nearly as bad as last week. Matty visited me tonight, which was great. He and his sister played with my dog while we caught up a bit. The visit made me want to visit New York again soon. Maybe in the spring.

I finally got Extremely Loud and Incredible Close from the library, and I love it. Its a fast read, well done, arty but not obnoxious, and very current. The book is about a boy who lost his father in the World Trade Center. The boy is wicked smart and very much a rare breed of misunderstood nerd, who you know will grow up to be the coolest cutest kid in town. You know, if he really existed.

I spent the evening missing San Francisco, and consummed with worry-thoughts. I've lived here for five months, when will the homesickness end? What if it doesn't? I'm trying to prove to myself I can be happy without a boyfriend, but what if I can't? Five months single and I still feel lost and alone. I'm afraid I'll never find someone who understands me as well as my ex-boyfriend, and thats damn scary. These are thoughts I have all the time.