I started taking my SSRI about a month ago and feel much better. There is no longer any little voices telling me I suck. I can write over twenty pages without intterruaption, and I feel totally in love with William. I aksed him to move bak to Des Moines with me in December. That's right, I'm moving back in with my mom. I'm giong to save up money for graduate school. I've finally realized that I have to go to Boston or New York, despite the fact that I don't want to live in a big city. If I want to do anything with publishing, moving to one of those cities is essential. I've decided that I prefer Boston, as I've actually spent some time there in the past and like it.
Of course, William will go somewhere else for graduate school, but hopefully I will get to keep him until next August. It's so rare for me to get along with someone as well as I do with him. We spend almost every day together, and we don't get sick of one another. He's the cherry on top.
I'm looking forward to moving back to Des Moines, even though I'm just beginning to realize how many friends I've made here in Tampa. I write so much more in Iowa, and everything feels warmer. I don't have to drive 45 minutes to get anywhere. I know where everything is. I'll have a kitty cat. There will be snow on the ground, and hot chocolate, and bulky sweaters. William will keep me warm at night.
11:01 a.m. - Friday, Sept. 24, 2004
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