Back home.

Well I've been home for a few days. Adjusting is hard. Being around these people is difficult. I'm silent and silenced again. My feelings are meaningless again.

I was in Erie, PA for 10 days. It snowed everyday. It was a lot of fun still. I liked the cold air and the way it tingled in my lungs. Seeing the lake frozen over and the ice fisherman on it was a weird experience. I haven't seen anything like that before.

I wanted to write more, but my brain doesn't feel like much right now. There's rising and sinking feelings of depression and my body is all mixed up.