2.15.2009

Dear Mom,

I feel caught up in this bullshit with Heather.

Why in the world did she have to send that email to me?

And what the fuck is she thinking now?

I know what I'm about to write is childish but, fuck it, I wish things would go back to normal.

Also, I am not really looking forward to cleaning out the house. And this low grade fear of flying has sucked the fun out of travelling for me almost entirely. I cannot wait until it passes... which I know it will. 

Today is a day that I wish you were here visiting us. I could really use some of your company on this rainy day.

Love,
Nicole