Wallowing

Sometimes you don't realize that you're distracting yourself until the thing with which you've been distracting yourself is removed.

Things were called off with Willi, and I'm spending a bit of time today not only hungover from my birthday celebration last night.

It was definitely fun, but I do realize much moreso nowadays since I came back from the US how isolated I am. Ben pretty much has his own life, and his own friends... I do enjoy Emma.

I have Julia who SMSes me regularly but she's usually up in the forest.

I did discover the MOST enormous package from booksymagnifico at the post office today, packed with fun, fabulous goodies in addition to copious candy on which I'm getting sick this very moment.

I'm struck with an urge to go home, strangely. I think it's just the day-after Uganda Waragi thing, and an emo thing, and a mopey thing. Who knows.

Need sleep.