All in all, things are going pretty well for me. I know I haven't done a lot of updating, but then again I haven't had a lot of time to myself in, oh, the past 8 months. Things with Ryan are well, I have a good job, I'm moving out with Holly soon, and so on.
Even so, I've been feeling a little....well, blah. I am plagued by a back that has, if not outright pain, an unfair share of stiffness and discomfort, and as much as I'd like to submit myself to expensive medical tests to see if I can discover what's causing it...well, I can think of other things to spend 1K on.
I wish I could figure out what it is I'd need to do to get myself feeling freer. Sometimes I think I've taken on so much that, while I enjoy every minute of it, I'm somehow losing myself to it. I keep finding myself being grouchy, logy, and in other unfortunate mental states. Even as I type now I wonder if I'm somehow depressed, but I don't see how that could be. I'm happy, just...not comfortable.
Perhaps when I move out to Farmington things will get better. Obviously, my routine will change, and I hope it's more stimulating than what I've been living with. Not that I don't love Mom and Dad, and not that I'm ungrateful of all they've done for me, but sometimes I wonder if I've not just gotten too Grown Up to be here anymore. I suppose I'll find out soon.
I really don't have any worries, problems, or complaints about my relationship with Ryan. I like the work I do, and I don't even have to worry about classes again until September (which, from May, seems a glorious long time).
So, what am I missing?
Hmm...more later, I suppose. Time to ruminate on this. Maybe I'll go for a long drive, make a music mix, even try to write. It's so easy to lose myself in the TV, or (yes) in a book. I've always been a bit of a snob because I enjoy reading so much more than watching TV, but isn't it essentially the same process using slightly different mental muscles? Out, damned spring funk!