I woke up today with a slight headache. I don't know why but I just did. I know I didn't drink so I was so damn confused. I looked around and noticed all the paintings in the room that I didn't notice before. Apparently Sam is into art which I am glad about seeing as I am a little art geek myself. I ended up staying in Sam's guest bedroom and if I might say I didn't feel guilty about it one bit.
She wasn't too happy when I told her about what happened but she said that she would have to give Reena a talking tube. There really is no way of keeping things from her anymore so there is no point of not telling her. Plus I needed to vent.
I have been so in my head these past few months that I have completely been thrown off my schedule. Every morning I would go for a run, then later in the af
