Belle in Diary

My mom left yesterday, and the house is back to being empty except for me. It feels really strange with no one else here. Lonely.

I was still tired yesterday after I got back from my dad’s place, so much so that I only practiced the flute for 30 minutes. It was a half-assed practice session for sure, but since I hadn’t played the day before I felt I should put a little bit of work in even though I didn’t feel like it. Once again, I got a lot of sleep last night, and even though I woke up early (for me), I feel well rested.

For the first time in a long time I didn’t drink last night. My head is struggling a bit because of my abstinence, today. It’s a difficult feeling to describe. It’s almost like a headache, I can feel a similar pressure, but there’s no pain. Anyway, I’ll have to drink at some point today to help stave off withdrawal symptoms, but I am working on weaning myself off the stuff. It’s going to take awhile.

I started chapter 23 today and got a decent amount of writing done. Nothing to write home about, but it was a good start. If I feel up to it later, after I do some reading and play the flute, I’ll write more. I would have done more this morning, but the withdrawals caught up to me and made it too difficult for me to concentrate as much as I needed to. I’ve been listening to trance the past few days while I write, which has been helpful, I think. Something about the metronome-like beat helps put me in a more focused state of mind.

So…I ran out of things to say. Today ought to be a good one. It’s been fine so far, if a little lonely. Take care, everyone.