I laughed so hard, so often tonight, I actually gave myself a headache.

I feel a little strange. As though I am somewhere between feelings. Some grey, quiet place that is not quite contented, but not discontented either.

I go quieter around my family. I have noticed this before. It is not an entirely comfortable place for me to be. I’m not sure why or how this happens, but it’s as though I fade a little into the background. It is not necessarily a bad thing. I may be right where I want to be, but it doesn’t entirely feel good.

I watch myself get a bit smaller. Participate a bit less.

It seems to be just how it is for now, and I am okay in it.

I also kind of wish it wasn’t so.