Thanksgiving. What are you thankful for? And don't I ask myself that question every day? This is mainly a reason for my family to get together, and I suppose I should appreciate the day for that.
Mom is probably picking me up today and I'm nervous about it, but stuck. I'm usually stuck. I suppose that's the appeal of leaving; literally getting yourself out of an environment that has become so routine.
My only goal for today is to go for a run. Ten minutes ago my goal was to eat a whole loaf cake and then go for a run. I'll settle for half and wait until I get home to be mobile like that.
I haven't been to the gym in three days now and it's getting to me. I couldn't stop comparing myself/berating myself/yelling at myself for different reasons last night.

D says he has something for me at his house. I think he either made it for me or bought it for me. I feel bad because I've been putting off making his present. I think I've been doing that because that means I'm not leaving and I won't have to think about making something for him that I want him to keep in his possession until I see him again. It's as if I love him too much to make him a present. If I wrote more sentences on the matter I'm sure it'd make sense, but I'm not there right now.

cake. numb. promises to do better later.
good forecast.