Journal #42

I'm so tired. It's a bit over a week in and I've been ill with a cold since the second. It's clear good health wasn't on my 2025 fortune. 

Despite being ill, I've spent practically the whole week with my boyfriend, who didn't mind my dry skin, greasy hair, and abundance of snot which was very kind of him. I still have a bit of an annoying cough, but I'm hoping it'll clear up next week so I can start practice driving without feeling so icky. 

Our trip to Mexico was delayed by a bit which sucks, but it's given me a bit more time to think about just what it is I'm going to do over there. I talked about it a bit with my friend and she said it was "nice that I'm doing it" and getting out of my comfort zone to find some personal growth. I find that anything I draw or write these days I don't find all that great though I'm still going at it hoping something will stick. Furthermore, I've thought up an entirely new direction to take my novel in and I'd like an opinion on it. Maybe I'll ask Boyfriend. He's always got new, grand ideas so he might be able to help with mine.