As the title suggests, I feel restless, like there’s an itch I just can’t get to.
Homesickness keeps coming and going - and this is even without any other canon feeling to it. I feel like what my coworker told me is going around in my head, much more louder than before.
There has to be a reason for that, and it’s split thoughts as to whether to pursue that or not. And no I don’t think the two are connected.
... what if I’m wrong?
I’m also hungry, which is probably playing a part in this.