Weary traveler

I am back from my adventure to Rhode Island and Boston. I actually had a really nice time seeing my friends and fortunately I was able to get plenty of exercise - walking all over Boston and a few runs.

I then drove to upstate NY to spend the weekend at my brother's with my parents. I was there for less than 24 hours and could just sense that the weekend was going to be full of conflict. Consequently, I decided to drive home - cried the entire way. I couldn't help but pray that something horrible happens to me because everyone's lives would be so much better if I wasn't in them. My parent's would be better off... my friends... Juan...

I generally just feel terrible and overwhelmed... I don't have much of an appetite, and I think that may be the only good thing coming out of this. Luckily, I was 138.2 this morning after being on vacation for a week and eating out on a regular basis...

Starting a fast now... 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 11 12 13 14 15 16 17 18 19 20 21 22 23 24... let's see how it goes...