I've had this post in my drafts all weekend and still can't find words for last week. It's not that it was bad, it was just simply there. Nothing extraordinary happened, but nothing horrible happened either.

I feel like I'm stuck again. Like I'm doing just enough to not fall back into my old ways. I'm doing my homework, my chores, getting out of the house, being 'social', but somehow I'm not fully here. It seems like I keep losing myself to my thoughts, my worries, my doubts.

These past few weeks I've stopped making goals for myself. Whether it's something like getting out of the house by going to the bookstore, making a meal at home or even just painting my nails, I feel like it's the little goals that add up for me. That make me feel more than only here. So this week I'm making goals for myself, goals that are outside of my studies. Goals that make me feel calm; that simply make me feel here.