I just received an email that makes me smile, from someone I love so much and that I've neglected horribly lately. Someone I've missed a lot... It just made me happy to read one of her emails again.
I went to see Sylvia with Kirsty (because she had a free ticket). It was actually pretty good. I feel like I need to read The bell jar (is it spelled in two words or one? Dunno...). And I also need to read Orientalism because I am like the only person in my uni who hasn't read it.
I'm finally finding the energy to do new things again. I know, it's a stupid thing, just wanting to read a book I've meant to read for a long time, but it's good. It makes me feel like I'm coming out of my little depressed world. Yes yes yes. Today I've also spent a good two hours cleaning the flat. Tomorrow I'll give a GOOD scrub to the bathroom and the kitchen because they're absolutely disgusting. Mmh.
And you know, even though I'm all on my own at home, I'm quite happy. I can appreciate things like that again... And 15 minutes ago I was running under the rain and I was really cold and the rain was really hurting me but... I was laughing. It was funny. I'm like a little kid, really...