Lay Right On The Floor, I Want To Hear No More.

I don't know what to do with myself. I like the house but I miss my mom's. I'm not comforted here. It's fun! I love all the people but sometimes I think it's too many. Not the roommates, I mean all the people coming in and out of the house. Even so, I don't have much time to think about things anyway because I feel like I'm only here to sleep anyway. I'm constantly at school or work or at a friend's house because I don't see them enough or making sure I'm still happy in my relationship with Ethan. Which I am for now. I don't think it will change but I just feel like I'm constantly doing something and I'm never just sitting around and watching t.v. or hanging out with my roommates or anything. It's all go go go. This weekend was nice but it wasn't enough. The whole weekend was me hanging out with more people to make sure my relationships weren't going downhill. HJfinvio;r fjadiovajif;ajicvadfnvqael;
That's what my brain is telling me. It's telling me to stop thinking and doing and cleaning and lay down.