Color My Life with the Chaos of Trouble...

...'Cause anything's better than posh isolation.

Things are good today.

I did well on my globalization midterm.

Today in poli sci was a review for our midterm, which will take place on Monday.

Still hate my Arabic class.

Saw my therapist.

I hope he realizes that I'm sacrificing me feeling better for us.

I hope he appreciates that I'm putting "us" before "me".

I really hope he grasps the significance.

Starting to see another doctor on Friday.

I hope this works.

The copays are killing me.

Talked to him on the phone for a good hour and a half today.

Things seem to be progressing.

We're committed to trying.

We're not going to give up without a long, hard fight.

This is not one of those.

He is not one of those.

Finally, one who really cares.

Finally, one who's willing to work hard.

Finally, one who will sacrifice much.

Finally, one who truly loves.

Finally.

I now have music again!

Though I'm really sad that The Pirate Bay is down.

Somehow, while transferring all my music, all my Caribou got deleted.

Totally pissed.

Work tomorrow.

Gotta go to bed.

Gotta be up at 7am.

I am in love.

I am secure.

We are making plans.

For today.

For tomorrow.

For as long as we can.

And hoping we get there.

But if not,

We tried.

And enjoyed the ride.

That's all we can ask.

Of each other.

Of ourselves.

Of love.

The Boy with the Arab Strap.

Belle & Sebastian.