sobriety is awesome.

Steve texted me yesterday morning wishing me a safe trip back to Billings, I didn't respond. This morning he called me, I didn't pick up. He texted me asking if I was avoiding him. Deleted it. Later he texted me again asking if I was at least safe. I said I'm fine. That was that. I am so fucking depressed.

Last night was fun. Party at Clay's house, I was one of the only sober ones... for once.