the subtle grace of gravity, the heavy weight of stone

I go through phases on this grand adventure of mine. Sometimes I am confident and independent and amazing, but then other times I am shy and lonely and feel like I'm five. I don't know if it has anything to do with the weather, or maybe cycles through the week depending on if I'm in teacher-mode or alone-in-apartment mode, or if it's something else. Right now, I'm lonely. I feel like I don't know anybody here, and I've been here for so long but haven't really done anything or made any progress in any aspect of my life. I miss my dog that died. I want hot chocolate and a big stuffed animal, but I've already brushed my teeth and I didn't pack any stuffed animals.