Sweet baby buddha made of candy. The nerves are NOT calming down. Not even a little.
I have been feeling extremely ugly the last few days, don't know what that is about, normally I think I look pretty nice.
My creativity has some kind of cramp and I have a bit of nausea even. Jeez.
Still I don't feel worried. What's the deal? Why am I so nervous?
Every time we talk my nerves calm right down and I'm just happy to see him. So hopefully that will happen when he gets here.
Until then I need to pack a weekend bag, do some laundry, maybe epilate my legs again (there's a reason for doing it twice! I promise!), finish a shitload of work, bleach my sidecut, move my skis to somewhere where they're not in the way... aaaand I guess that's it? Not sit and hyperventilate constantly?
And oh yeah. I might have bought a new phone last night. I blame the nerves!
Listening to: My Spotify starred list which has a lot of Buraka Som Sistema on it.
Working on: Making paper and clay models of a ring that I'm going to make. And sketches of it. A wedding gift. A large shawl. Metal fake nails.