I love my mother, and I'm glad she came to visit, but I am so glad it's over now. I've had to entertain since Monday, and have had practically no private time, especially when we left my house and spent a few days in her hometown with all my aunts and uncles (who I also love, but I would have liked some privacy) And the worst thing is that I've needed some alone time more in the last week than the entire previous month.
I've just been feeling really lonely. Nothing has happened romance-wise with me in the last two months, and I was fine with that. I've been considering it a good thing, too, because it frees me up to consider things like this trip to Nepal. But the way I've been feeling in the last 72 hours, you wouldn't know if I've been dumped all over again. I've just been in a serious funk, and I can't quite get myself out.