Leaving to my flight in a few minutes and I've got a lot of unfinished work, both physical and mental. I hope the sea stays salty when I'm up in the air, and I hope that I won't regret coming back to swimming.
My new practice group is the Senior 1A, I'm behind in the easiest of sets, but ive only been there for 2 days, and been out of shape for months on end. A whole year perhaps.
Thinking about going to the big meerd still makes me quite scared, so scared I might cry or punch something. I know Imma suck pretty hard, but then again I don't really care for conpetitive shit anymore, not after the hell I went through.
Friends fueded today, but then again, I hope both sides of the conflict can understand. At this point all I can rely on is a few turned on lights in a screen, how much are we relying on technology to convey our feelings?
I don't really want to stay awake. I just want to rest my head down and close my eyes for a very long time. So long I might forget everyone and everything with it.