It’s not quite ten am yet, and I’m already having a good day.

• I went to the walking track at my old elementary school and walked for half an hour
• I quit smoking (for like the 375659675th time, jeez)
• I worked out the plans for my trip to visit Koko in December

That’s what I’ve done in the four hours I’ve been awake. I had to get up at six this morning to drive my dad to work since my mom needed the other car to go to jury duty.

I actually tried to talk myself out of going to the track. Things like ‘where the hell am I supposed to park anyway?’ and ‘the track is visible from the road! people will be able to see me!’ almost convinced me to not go, but in the end, I just went anyway. It was actually pretty fun, too. Well, relaxing, in any case. I’ll be going back tomorrow, too.

I finally spoke to my parents yesterday about school. And, just as I thought, they were both horrified that they’d stressed me out and promised to censor themselves better.

It always feels strange to me when things go well in my life. Not that that thought makes any sense whatsoever, but I suppose maybe I’m just used to things going downhill. In retrospect though, it’s usually thoughts like that that ended up causing me to mess up in the first place. Perhaps I should be censoring myself better as well.

 

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