I don't know why but I'm restless. I feel like a rabbit crossed over my grave, as Gran used to say when she felt something bad was coming. Could just be my mood.
I need to find something to do with myself. The days just pass by all of them the same, except the hi-jinx going on outside.
I need to make some friends instead of staying by myself.
I guess I liked Steve more than I thought. Like a hurt wild animal, I hide away when hurt.