Tess and I have been at a crossroads for a while now. We dated 7 years ago, and then we haven't seen each other in 6 years. And now we're kissing, cuddling, and sleeping in the same bed from time to time. No sex, just sleeping. Which is nice, but confusing at the same time because I don't know where it's going or what to classify it as.
I've realized that I miss Ali a lot these days. I wish she would still talk to me, because it would be nice to have more friends that don't drink/do drugs/work in the loop here, but I get what I get in St. Louis. Oh well, that's how it goes I guess.
My sleep schedule sucks. I wake up at 2 in the afternoon, and stay up till 4 or 5 in the morning. It's not good in terms of feeling productive, but I figure I'll fix it eventually.