Tomorrow, you

I am so exhausted. Mostly emotionally. 

My friend flies out tomorrow. She’s been here for 10 days. I love here. I like her. But I am so ready for tomorrow. 

I can’t wait to go home. I can’t wait to have access to my bike again. I can’t wait to not feel like everything I’m eating is being scrutinized and judged. I can’t wait to just relax. Just be. 

I am almost even feeling excited. Like…if I could feel excited. Or anything good. 

Hopefully I fall asleep soon. I just need to be home. 

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