there's always something slightly melancholy about these long weekends.

they just remind me of a time when I didn't have quite so much stress in my life. it's really, really nice to be able to just... escape for a day or two. then you get thrust back into a stressful environment.

again, though, I'm changing the way I do some things to try to minimize stress and discomfort. work is unavoidable stress, but why should I have to deal with a bunch of stress at home as well?

also, random nostalgia can be a bitch. "hey, this thing was pretty good... and cool, it's never coming back." kind of sucks, honestly. right?

just need to try to make your own positive memories in the current day. (I think nostalgia kinda stops me from doing this, fearing the time what I'm enjoying will cease to exist. but that only serves to make the present more miserable.)

I really just need to learn to live more in the present. learn from the past, and plan for the future, but don't get so absorbed in either that it keeps you from doing anything now.

I swear I'll write happier things soon! (I hope)