so that uncertainty is back. with force. and it's sitting on my chest like a full grown rhinoceros. i'm now feeling flushed and nauseous. never good a combination. even worse when you can't just go be sick.
"if something seems too good to be true, it usually is." this makes me sad. because i'm afraid that it's true again. if it is, then i'm glad i didn't say much to anyone. even though i was told to tell everyone.
i think i'd like to puke now.