Chapter 20

• Ambre
• Sitting cross-legged in the middle of my room, methodically immersing myself in the task of sorting through my high school notebooks, I face an assortment of loose pages and automatically divide my notes into two piles: the trash and the "still usable. It's probably a little risky to get rid of everything that was useful to me during my college years, but I feel the need to close this chapter. I have the urge to go to Seattle, and subconsciously sorting through my notes almost makes it seem like I'm actually going.
• The weather has been so terrible since yesterday that I cannot do anything else. I think it is a sign, as if the weather is just a reflection of my mood: gloomy and rainy. Since Jayden left for New York with his friends, I have clearly not been feeling my best. I've gotten used to living without him, and yet it feels like something is missing in the house.