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10:45 a.m. - 11/21/01 Having major withdrawal today...I really need to call Red tonight and see if I can hear Brea for the first time since the Saturday I left, but everytime I plan to call Brea I end up putting it off. I think I know how hard I'll bawl if I hear her voice...she was the first one to make my Book...right now, she and Steph are the only ones. I don't know why Steph came second; I wasn't as close to her, really...but she still did so much for me, and she's so *different* than the other energies there. She's direct, I think, is the difference. God, I miss them. I miss the loops and the shitty tofu entrees. I miss the ropes course and the experiential groups that eveyrone skipped. I miss being dragged into the art room when my SAD got too overwhelming. I miss being kicked out of the RC office. I miss the room at the end of the hall and the green lake. I miss telling people to shut up about calories. I miss getting in trouble for exercising when I played with a balloon. I miss Leah telling me to stop pacing, and Stacy telling me to join the Round World. I miss the lack of light in my bedroom, and the constant stream of pop music deadening my brain. I miss feeling like I were home while everyone begged for discharge dates. I miss being told I could have a room for life... I miss being loved short-distance. chord � � |