Slowly...going...insane...

My brain is fuzzy. I'm picking fights with my husband, who's wonderful enough to understand that I don't really mean it, I'm just lashing out from the slowly mounting stress of being. Doesn't make me feel much better, though. I'm so bored. I sleep half the day from a lack of anything better to do. School can't happen fast enough. Hell, a change of scenery can't happen fast enough. One full day of hiking, that's all I need. Recharge my batteries and do some mental spring cleaning. I know I keep talking about how much I want to leave Florida, but I can't help it, it's the biggest thing on my mind right now. The rest of my day-to-day life is overshadowed by the fact that I'm here. It's easier not to think.