already?!

It really can't be a good thing that on the second day of my Kicking Ass and Taking Names senior year, I'm freaking out. Could this possibly attributed to lack of sleep? Yes. I slept over* The Boy's room last night and PS, extra-long twin dorm beds do not comfortably fit two people. Especially those of us with ridiculously long legs.

Anyway. The Big Elephant-in-the-Room Issue between he and I is rearing it's head and it has the potential of knocking me off my path to success. I'm sitting here, my classwork to-do list staring me in the face, and all I want to do is curl up and sleep forever, because all I can think about is The Issue. Grahhhh.

I'm trying to let it go, to take some deep breaths and not let the lack-of-sleep-induced stress take over. Maybe a tiny power nap is in order.

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* Don't get any ideas, readers. Sleeping over means sleeping. Or at least attempting to sleep. Just wanted to clarify because neither I nor The Boy want anybody to misunderstand or get the wrong idea.