Day Two: 11/13

I did nothing yesterday worth noting, and I was completely fine with it. Instead of going out, I stayed in and read a book, which was nice and relaxing.

On the appetite front, I found that I can't stomach sweets; they make me want to gag. I can, however, eat toast and chicken wings, which was what I had yesterday. It wasn't healthy, but it was a step up, content-wise. I figure I need the calories to give my body energy.

I'm no longer as devastatingly heartbroken over my decision to not talk to Beate until I'm better. I look at it this way: I'm on a journey to regain my former self and to get back to the people that I love. In order to journey, I have to go away. But I'll come back. While the main objective of a journey is to go somewhere, a secondary objective is to return. Otherwise, what's the point?

This is probably the most positive thought that I've had over the last few days. I think I've made a slight improvement on my emotional intelligence. Maybe I'll be better in time for Christmas to send her good wishes.

Random non-depressing thoughts of the day

As much as I still loathe Andrew Lloyd Webber, I think I can renew my love for Phantom of the Opera after watching the movie version (finally).

While Gerard Butler's singing is not 100% amazing, there are many qualities of his voice that I prefer over Michael Crawford's. Mainly: his gravelly growl. A couple times, I was hoping he'd scream, "THIS IS OPERAAA!" and kick Raoul or Carlotta in a Massive Hole to Nowhere. (300 has ruined Gerard Butler for me)

Also, Gerard Butler is hottycakes as the Phantom. He can be the menacing, brooding, Byronic, slightly - or maybe entirely - insane and bitter musical genius under my opera house anytime XD

Disfigured or not, I'd tap that.