My mind can’t process much of anything. I can’t even fathom how to breathe normally. What with the emotional rollercoaster that was Runaways…the train wreck that was Conor and I…straight into a gorgeous week in Cancun with Amy…to literally the most incredible week of my life in Belize…which honestly seems surreal now…to this utter BULLSHIT with Bobby to yesterday finally ending the college search and making a decision. Not to mention attempting to embrace the next two months ahead of me. It really is too much. But too much in a magical way.
There is SO much bouncing around my head that I absolutely cannot channel it into anything coherent. It is simply too much.