The Ceiling

This week was suffocating. Just constant weight—fighting with Ana, the Abitur still hanging over me, stuck in this routine of sleeping late, sitting online all day, then being too exhausted from doing nothing to do anything. It wasn’t working.

Yesterday I snapped out of it. Needed to get out of the house. Spent the day actually doing things, and that evening I biked out to Turkheim to see Ana. It’s only a couple villages over, and my left iPod headphone was broken, but I didn’t care. The point was fixing whatever was going on between us.

And it worked. We walked around, went shopping, ate real food. Watched TV, listened to Muse. Nothing special, but it felt like something released. The whole weight from the previous week just lifted. She’s on some class trip to Bonn now, but at least things feel different between us.

I finally tackled the Abitur thing too. Went to the employment agency today to get it rolling. I want to do it—I do. The money part is still unclear. I don’t mind working part-time to cover it. We’ll see.

Hope this weekend’s better than last weekend.