Dan Burn and I would be Unstoppable

I've just returned from a weekend of stress, and yoga, and driving, and lesbians, and more driving. Bah. I have to catch the bus shortly so I don't have time to go in to details right now. But this weekend was eventful.

I feel like I'm completely detached from reality and teetering on the edge of something. I'm not sure what. I have an essay due on Wednesday, exams coming up, this Bar Mitzvah, and then the holidays. I have to buy a dress, but I don't want to buy a dress. I have to write, but I don't want to write right now. It's a problem.

Sometimes I feel like I'm selfish for keeping so much stress for myself.