Saturday, April 3, 2010

clinically depressed in Austin

I forgot about all these trips. I'm in no shape to be traveling... Though Austin is one of my favorite cities, by now I've been reducded to a comatose, teary, reservation canceling lump on my friend's bed. I just wanna go home. Tomorrow. Thank god. I thought I had one more day. That wouldv'e been impossible. I don't want to do ANYTHING, including read, talk, eat, move, drink, think, watch tv... Sleep is ok. I've been sleeping well. Everything seems impossible. Airport seems impossible. Flying. Staying here, more so.


  1. I'm thinking of you tonight! I wish I could go to Austin and give you a hug. Keep holding on. (I just posted something new on my blog if you're intnerested)

  2. Hang in there, lady. This too shall pass.