Some.

Bullets. Because I'm too exhausted for anything else.

• Today was grueling
• I am dirty
• I don't remember writing the previous blog post
• My room still isn't clean
• I've officially begun to pack
• My sister is in California
• My tummy still constantly hurts
• I don't have a cellphone. Still. Still. Still.
• I don't know

Done with bullets. I think I should be grateful. But I am just extraordinarily grumpy, tired, and confused. The past week has been too surreal to be able to understand right now. I should sleep.