I've spent most of the past month and a half in a haze. Mostly just going through the motions, sleeping, eating, working, writing letters.
I got into a crappy insomnia habit, too. Something about not going to bed until about 3-4 a.m. and waking up at about 1 p.m. the next day. Have you ever done that? It might be nice to do it once a year, but doing it every night for a month really sucks. I want to be a normal person that wakes up at a decent hour. While I'm not working or sleeping, I try to make myself feel normal by doing things that are productive, like cooking myself lunch or doing laundry. I know I have an incredible life, no need to be jealous.
Somehow, time has passed. In just 10 days, I will be in Chicago. In 11 days, I'll be watching my boyfriend graduate from boot camp. And hugging him and all that other mushy stuff.
I'm pretty much jumping up and down constantly-excited. I will definitely have a picture ridden post (of not cellphone pictures) in the near future. For now, here are some instagram shots of what I've been doing with my life for the past month and a half.
Reading his letters and writing him letters
Getting my toenail ripped in half and making pathetic lunches.