Sunday, March 12, 2006
It's like the adage says, "Home is where the heart is." Well, my heart's not here and this is no home of mine. I want to go home, back to 84601. Here has never really been home, it's just where I live. I think come August I will move back home. Landlord here will probably have a fit, but that's his problem. I need to be home again. Besides, I hear the ward there is great, too. I'll have to see if Sewing-friend is staying in that ward.
Ugh. I feel sick. Either my dinner is not agreeing, I should have eaten earlier, or I ate too much.
Dwelling Place used to have a sign in the entryway. Wednesday it was noted that DP's sign had broken in half and fallen down. By Friday the sign was completely not there. We are no longer Dwelling Place here. We are nothing. It's almost sad.
I have a test Tuesday. I hope I perform well.
I am OK, really. Things are a little rocky, but I'm keeping myself stable. I'm just worried that something might push me over the edge back to where I was just a few months ago. And the thing is, I'm going to have to face some confrontation pretty quick here. Pray for me, even though the majority of you don't know me. I'd appreciate it.
