Writing this post from my phone. Despite the fact that a perfectly good and useful laptop is three meters away.. whatever. I had a long boring day, a lazy afternoon, and an uneventful night. Alex and I went to this local owned place called Daily Eats. Unfortunately I wasn't able to stomach my food and had to purge it out in the bathroom. Ashamed? As always. We the. walked to the bay, Channelside, and admired the way the moonlit sky reflected off the calm waves. We walked back to the town and walked in Starbucks. It was odd to feel out of place in a setting I'm used to. The Tampa scene college students all obviously came from money. Every lap had a macbook and every pair of eyes shot up and landed on our backs when we entered. We relaxed in barstools and read our horoscopes. After finishing our coffee, and a good half an hour, we headed back to the condo.
Now, I'm in a weird mood. Alex is going through a personal issue that I can't help her with and I can't stop. I gave her a cup of tea for her nerves. The thing is, when she goes through these, "episodes", I don't know what to do. I've always been shitty when it comes to comforting people, I mean, in our family nobody ever became emotional to the point that others had to help. I'm not familiar with dealing with these emotions. I'm confused and frustrated because I can't help. But anyway. I'm getting a bit... Ughy. My world is not as carefree as I make it seem. It's crazy, I've never gotten to know anyone on such a deep level before, and Idk. It's new.

Labels: anxiety, coffee, personal