Actually, nothing new. I feel bad when I write letters to people, because... nothing's going on. Jobness. How... uninteresting to you all. Uninteresting to me too, to be honest. Things were so much more interesting when I was going to school, and drama was circling all around me. Well, that didn't make it better.
Feeling much better, actually! I'm a little down this week, I suppose it's to be expected. Last week really nailed me hard. This week will be tough, next week will be worse. I've my work cut out for me. Here's to November.