Tomorrow

I disappeared for a while after Grandma's funeral. Got lost in time for a few days and then went up north to the cottage for 5 days. I just got back yesterday.

I feel like I should write about the insane spider drama of last night, or Adam's surprise birthday present, or a fun things I did up north, or the parties I went to tonight. But I just can't.

I'm nervous. Tomorrow is the big day. I meet Dr. I. I find out my future. I'm excited and nervous and anxious and everything all in one.

So nervous I may puke.