Last night i had a lot of scary dreams. Scary dreams and disturbing dreams. Still somehow i found it so hard to get out of bed before i'd had twelve hours of sleep. Haha. Over these past few days i think more and more about tori. She called me
"babyyy" in text today.
Ever since we've gotten to this vacation condo in north carolina i haven't had the faintest desire to smoke a cigarette. I dont know exactly why. There were even ash trays in the condo here for people to use.
I guess you're allowed to smoke here. Things smell funny in here. The towels smell perfumed. The tap water tastes funny. Dad got
some kind of weird stomach ache today and diarrhea. It's not really sunnier or warmer here. It's overcast and rainy and windy.
Within twenty minutes of Us being here we all heard some kind of big bang or explosion. We looked outside
and the metal box on top of a telephone pole was flickering with electric-looking light. Mom said the moment that big bang
happened was the same moment a toy missile she'd shot hit the door. For a split second she thought she caused it. The building across the
street from ours had no power after that. After we all came back in from standing outside and observing that, the howling wind made
the front door painfully slam on my hand. Rainy & cold weather. People on the beach last night waving around a confederate flag.
Maybe i dont feel like smoking anymore cuz of mom saying to me "liz you can smoke in front of me, you don't have to keep hiding."
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