I love making fires. I feel like it’s addicting. Chopping wood is a fun way to let out anger. Watching flames is like therapeutic. Feeling the heat is satisfying.
I just think I should’ve bought gloves because my hands get really dirty.
I want to drink and yet I don’t. I don’t know what to do. I only have two more chapters left in my book. I’ve got more I can start reading. I should at least wait till Caitlyn gets home plus I might be working in the morning