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Stayed at home sick today. Apparently my mom caught the flu and by the miracle of unregulated Christmas family get togethers, so did I.

So of course, I did what any reasonable person does in that situation - force myself to sit at my computer sniffling, sore, and grumpy, working on a story idea for a Grand Order and/or Fate/EXTRA story arc setting and writing a bunch of sheets I know full well I will never, ever ever ...

Saaaaaaaa... Back home after a 10 day stay.

I knew I'd cry.
I knew I'd cry hard.
I thought I was prepared enough.

But it seems like I cry that much more and longer each time I have to return home after we get to see each other. Twice so far in long, ugly jaunts. I suppose it's a testament to how happy that week was, so I should be grateful - and I am - but that doesn't make the initial snapback to everyday ...

I always get super nervous when it´s time for me to travel.

I mean, okay, I get nervous everywhere, and for just about everything. But I get particularly nervous when I travel.

There´s so many variables I can hardly control and I desperately want them all to go correctly, even if I can only control a fraction of them. The first time I came here, I missed a connecting flight. The second time, I didn´t pack enough clothes appropriate for the season. Etc.

But ...

What a time to be alive.



...I am altogether stupidly tempted.

Apparently it also comes in derp form:

I don't really enjoy this feeling again. Virtually nothing done today other than looking at the ceiling and idly farming Gudaguda.

Recover from one accident, put away your meds, get into another, out they come again.
Second verse, same as the first.

I am most exceptionally grumpy tonight, both at my luck and at myself. Hopefully the weekend goes nicely for everyone else.