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Much as I was ready to be on my own for a while, I think this was the wrong time to do it. I'm much antsier than I usually am when I'm on my own. Part may be that my roommate hasn't written to tell me she's alive, which I assume she is simply because I figure someone would tell me if she was dead. I did nearly manage to starve the cat--I forget to feed him because my roommate usually does that. So he's been pretty damn hungry for the past day or so. I feel guilty, though not incredibly. He howls too much for me to feel really bad. And I slept horribly last night, so I'm really feeling icky today anyways. I skipped meeting, I was feeling that bad, but the downside of skipping Meeting is now I feel all guilty, and not at all relaxed, which I always do feel after Meeting. And I'm still headachy, stupid allergies. I wrote, which is good, and now I'm reviewing, which I haven't really done since Clarion either, so it's also good. I'm just sick ish and depressed, and I don't like living someplace where all my friends live somewhere else.