10/26/16

I drove down to visit Stac & Jeremy.  This was the longest drive i've made by myself, especially to a city in busy traffic.  Apparently, I measure my life in anxiety-inducing situations that I can overcome.  My anxiety would not have let me make that trip 5 years ago, not by myself.  So I feel proud that I was able to do it even though I literally wanted to cry at one point & both nights I had trouble sleeping due to the stupid racing-heart effect.  Still, I think it was worth it to do things outside of my comfort zone.  To sit in a basement bar in Ann Arbor talking about how Hemingway was kind of a dick & discussing Bon Iver's new album.  To have a beer with friends in a dark corner booth, the low light orange and glowy, chalk graffiti all over the walls, and to see so many different types of people in this one spot & to realize you can do whatever you want.  To get that beer buzz warm blooded feeling so when you go outside, it's not cold anymore even though it's 30 degrees.