My silent prayers have been answered and life is getting busy again :) lots of work and sweet friends clamouring for my company as well as the promise of Frank Turner on Friday... um, squee!
I wonder if people get defensive because they're being attacked or because they feel guilty. Lately it feels like my parents are judging every move I make, but when I confronted my Mother about it she seemed genuinely surprised. So maybe I just feel guilty.
Or it's a little bit of both?
It's tough being a grown-up. I'm learning that quickly. I go see Mike and it's strange how my heart fills with envy and longing when I see all the students. I walk amongst them but I can feel the difference between us now, even if no one knows I'm not a student.
Yeah, it's hard growing up. God, I should cut my folks some slack.