Journal #30

He is the blinding light in a shroud of darkness!!! He's the sea to my salt!!! He's the milk to my bitter coffee!!!!

I am sick of being so sad so I'm going to yap about my boyfriend because I love him and because he doesn't shame me for being seasonally and generally down in the dumps! Last night I told him how I felt about everything, that I just wasn't feeling very fly like a g6 at the moment, and he understood! He said he wouldn't think about sending me away, off to some cold mental institution for some passing blues and that he'd share some of his fresh-weather-loving joy with me. 

I woke up to this cute, silly thing he does where he texts me his ideas instead of the account he has for that sort of thing. It's a nice little glimpse into the millions of ideas he comes up with everyday. I love listening to him sing randomly when the call goes quiet! He always cracks jokes and matches my weird, absurd energy when we call. Or maybe I match his weird, absurd energy. We match each other's freak fr!! 

I am so over feeling sad and depressed and anxious and miserable. I'm going to open the metaphorical curtains on this dark room and go out for a walk around school to get myself out of this funk. Later, of course. He wanted to see me today, but I've got class to which we both complained about school to each other like a privy old couple. I love that! I love when we pretend to argue only for it to end up in a cute little play fight where he tickles me to pieces! I miss him and I worry my head might explode into a billion little chunky bits if I don't see him soon but I will!! I just gotta make it to friday!