Surreal

I just arrived to my house, spent an afternoon visiting Monroe. Which consisted of old friends and the last of them... because they are all now seniors (I feel sort of old). I also spent a few hours with Brett and Laura, what a doozy they are <3. They cooked amazingly, I am quite stuffed and have encountered a headache and a bit of nausea, probably from over eating and the oil ughh.
Well any who i arrive to my house and there is no parental cars. I sure thought i would be coming home to a house containing only a sister, excitement! nope, not as i thought. Dad is drunk; which explains the missing truck. Mom is at her office, and sister is in her room. I think the last time i saw her was like last week- how sad. I don't want to be angry, i don't feel the need to be right about now. I don't want to go out, i don't want to do much but write read and talk. No crazy outings tonight, but tomorrow.. woo i think I'm ready.
What am i ready for? seeing friends i haven't seen since the last time i saw them, duh. and having a heart to heart, with someone i haven't been so nice to, but didn't think they deserved it. I have so much to say so much to fix so much to lay out on the table and pick and choose at. I don't want to use fancy words as i speak, I don't want to be corrected or interrupted, and I'm not looking for friendship, but for peace. Perhaps once again an acquaintance. Not for her, not for me, but for the third person involved without wanting to be, the person who is stuck in the middle, the person who understands and is tired of being little miss messenger. which i totally understand. I'm ready.

I'm happy
I'm chill
I'm excited
I'm satisfied
I'm ignoring the worst that's happening and taking in all the good
...and far beyond me is where i am
it is surreal

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