Past few weeks I have been feeling a familiar tug at my mind. The kind of tug that sturs up emotions from the blue spectrum of my brain. To put it plainly, I miss my best friend, my mother. The melancholoy tugs at me along with my worry over my son not remembering me again. Then, like a moron, I checked my brother’s facebook because I was wondering how he was doing. A lot has changed. He looks a lot different and reading comments, I realize how much I don’t know about my siblings anymore. With that reminder came great sadness.
As a result, I’ve been eating a lot for the past month and not really exercising. Don’t go out at all. I don’t care much anymore.