Right now I am currently situated in my science class.
I should probably be doing 'constructive', but I consider this constructive.
The title of this blog is a direct quote from Mr. C.S Lewis himself.
My grandma came home yesterday. She was on a road trip in the midwest by herself visiting relatives. Initially we had a family member die, so she left a few days before Thanksgiving to go to the funeral and be with our family. We all thought she was going to come home in a few days, but she ended up coming home two weeks later. She said she had a really good time. Grandma drove from Omaha, to South Dakota, to North Dakota, to Wyoming. Whatever floats your boat. I told her I missed her, and she said then she'll go on trips more often. Seems strange she'd say that probably, right? My grandma always says little witty things like that, she thinks not many people appreciate her (not truuuue), we all love her to death.
Things like that make me wonder. If you don't feel like anybody cares about you, or loves you, but in reality they do- then does the misconception lie in you?
Sometimes I feel like my grandma, I feel like I have no friends, nobody loves or likes me, I feel extremely lonely. Though I know MANY people do love me, and care about me.
Which makes me wonder- do I love myself?
Until next time,
Lindsay
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