So I'm in Anaheim for Jerry's conference. We're supposed to go to Disneyland on Thursday. My feet are so sore from walking around today. I've done 12,000 steps. I've been up since 3:00 a.m. Eastern time. It's now 5:00 p.m. Pacific time. I'm so fucking tired. I'm supposed to eat dinner but I don't really want to eat anything but I know I should. Or maybe just get something a little snacky?
Things are going well. I of course still doubt everything but I'm getting better. It's hard not to think back that at conference time last year he didn't even want me to go with him and that still kind of hurts.
Disney! That's my main reason for being here.
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