I don't know what's going on with me... other than I got a call from someone I really didn't want to talk to. I'll get over it.
I've also noticed that I haven't been able to do any work this past week. Mostly, it was because I was sick--I still am--but, today it's just been a... really crappy energy day. I can't even find a word to describe it. There were moments that I was perfectly fine, but other moments--I just didn't want to be me. I don't know what's going on.
Maybe it's because it rained this morning... maybe because I haven't really decorated my apartment, let alone unpack... maybe because I was feeling like a failure today.
The only thing that distracted me was playing Final Fantasy XII, but the point of the game I was at was more irritating than enjoyable. I had to run around this odd town, talk to people I didn't know, and run errands for them. Maybe it was irritating because that's what I was trying to escape from. I'm living in a city I know nothing about, really far from what I know--who I know--and feeling like I'm going nowhere.
Don't get me wrong, I've felt more at home here in Los Angeles than anywhere else I've ever been. I know I'm supposed to be here. I know I'm going to do great things. But if there are no witnesses, have I really done anything? I know it sounds like I'm feeling alone, and I guess that's true... I'm not meaning that I want to be dating someone; I mean that I'd like to find people to go to the movies or shop with. Meh. I know that I'll make friends here; I already have... but their just my neighbors. It was kinda forced on us.
Maybe I'm just thinking too much.
