I’m skipping dance tonight. The idea of putting together costumes and Halloween preparation to me is more frightening than the costume itself. I’d hate to be one of the few in the crowd in civil outfit. The silent judgement is inevitable. When I think about it, that’s how I’ve always felt about theme parties of any sorts. I find myself distant from everyone in the room as if I don’t belong there. That’s how I feel and it’s not because my friends are jerks. In fact, I have some of the best people in my circle that I could ask for.
So tonight I’ll be having comfort food and watching the last 3 episodes of Stranger Things 2. Basically Netflix and chilling with the wonderful self.