The last episode, I said, “People don’t come to your house wanting to be friends.” WRONG! Nick Wayne returned from the gym only to be greeted by The Welcome Wagon.
Nick Wayne can solve most of his problems easily. If he’s hungry, he eats. If he’s bored, he watches television. But what happens when he needs socialization? He talks, but who does he talk to without friends or family?
My sim needs work. Not sure if this is a black thing, but as soon as my life as a sim began, all I thought about was finding a job.
I was speaking with my personal trainer about my history with mental health and how depression gets misconstrued. I told him I walk into most of my training sessions in bad spirits, but lifting things and putting them back down magically snaps me out of it.
Nothing has happened recently that made me think about this other than going through old photos and laughing at how notorious of a liar I was as a child and teenager.
Rome came to me with an idea: a spoken word poetry piece. As soon as he told me, I knew I was in. But not just to assist in creating it, but to actually write the piece myself. It’s like I had been waiting on someone to approach me with this.