I was a crumbling mess of myself until Sunday when I started serving and getting back into the swing of things. Monday and Tuesday weren't bad either, nothing ridiculous (except for a flighty email from my teacher inviting me to a party with the rest of the studio).
Today, though, I had to spent a couple hours in the HFAC. It gave me a headache and I was in the worst mood after I left. Granted, some of it was because I was tired and hungry, but it just... blah.
And now, thinking about the studio and what I'm doing, I don't know where I belong. I fit into my ward, but that's all about to change. I used to fit in my studio, but now I'm not going to be with them as much anymore. I used to know where I was going, but now I've lost the path.
I'm still going back to God, but that's really all I'm sure about.
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