Beauty is in the Eye of the Beholder

ended up back at rehab, just over a month ago. wasn’t intending to go. only went up to see a friend graduate. planned on bein there a couple hours. ended up stayin for 23 days. back in an oxford house with five AMAZING roommates. no. seriously. they’re the best. last week was an emotional trainwreck. there’s somethin about learnin to feel again that absolutely sucks. but it’ll be worth it. my friends PROMISED me it’d be worth it. lookin for a job again too. had an interview today. part of me hopes the job’s mine; part of me is terrified to get it. they sell my d.o.c. there. nervous about bein around it. beyond nervous, really. papa’s havin his other knee replaced right now. more worried about it this time around for some reason. more than anything i need a fucking cigarette. haven’t smoked since octoberish. but damnit. i need one. this day’s gonna drive me to new lows if i don’t smoke.

anyway. glad to be back. love ya.