It’s Sunday evening. I feel…off. Maybe it’s just that I can’t stop thinking about all this stress that everybody else seems to want to laugh off. So much is changing and the butterflies in my stomach won’t stop fluttering around. I don’t have any makeup on and I haven’t washed my hair today. I was in the bath tub with New Moon for almost two hours this afternoon. I didn’t leave my apartment until 5:30pm and even then, it was just for a quick walk down the street to the store so that I could buy some new vanilla scented candles and Reese’s Pieces. I needed to try and cheer myself up with those little pleasures that are always relished. What I really need is a hug.