Spit for the hated, the reviled, the unrefined.

So today was.... okay. My mom had a serious chat with me that involved her thinking about moving across the country, back to her home. It had me in a daze pretty much all day. She told me when she got home that she feels we probably wouldn't go, but it's still there I think. So I dunno, that really threw me for a loop. Then I had to work. I've been doing a terrible job for like, the last two weeks, and I just have to get it in gear. I don't know why I'm not doing well, but I need to pick it up somehow. So work is hell basically. I'm trying to pick it up, but it's just not working. I haven't been able to realize my emotions lately. I don't know what I feel. I feel like a giant callous. Tomorrow is going to be the first band practice in... 5 months? I am quite excited. It's been so long. It'll be nice to make music as a band again. I also have a pretty huge Youth Council meeting in the evening, so that'll be interesting as well. Tomorrow evening I'm going to bike as well. Down to the spit, and around. Just find quiet places to chill out, and relax, and breathe, or whatever. Hopefully this weekend goes well. I'm off to Squamish on Monday.