Release

Yesterday probably started when I finally dragged myself outside and went to Whole Foods with Andrew. He was getting food for his date, I was getting some bread, pico de gallo, and mozzarella as a snack for the tea party at Kait and Jennie's that afternoon. It was a cool little occasion with some tea and a ton of other sweets, but I was unsure how I was feeling the entire time. Maybe it was still the whole "Valentine's Day" thing that was still hanging on my single-ness. I went to the gym to run off some of the frustration. Although fighting that feeling will be something so hard for me for a while, I think it is okay that I can still respect myself, I suppose. I went home really fast and then had a solo dinner at Wahoo's with some fish enchiladas and a Dos Equis. After that, I went to see "El Bano De Papa" (literally, "The Pope's Toilet") in the BIFF at Boulder High. Sometime during the movie, though, I went through another episode of my throat "swelling" up on me. I almost could not even swallow my own spit, and I almost nearly darted out of the movie before it was over, but the movie was SO good that I could not bear myself to leave. Once it was finally done, I bolted on my bike into campus to the music school and again found some solace to some of my emotions with playing my instruments. Chey called later, and I finally went through a "moment of release". At least I hope so.

Usually I am pretty long swindled in explanations with my entries, but for now, I just want to try to keep it short. Maybe if I really need to think things out, I will do so some other entry.

-c