19 May 2008 ›  3:45pm

Ali and I went upstate for a little chill out/heartbreak weekend. A friend of hers has a hundred year old farmhouse that she let us borrow. I have to admit it was pretty and relaxing. But I don’t think I was ready for pretty or relaxing. I wasn’t ready to be alone with my brain thank you very much. At this stage, peace and quiet only serve to create a better atmosphere for obsession and agony. Ok I realize I’m being dramatic. I’m glad we got away even if it was a little too pastoral for words. We did go on an amazing hike and I forgot about everything for an hour or two, so that’s progress right? I spent the rest of the weekend writing Bloke’s name in a notebook and doodling arrows with hearts through them. Just kidding. But yeah, lots of angsty reflection and yes… the festival of snacking continues.