It's okay.

Long story short: Luna is alright.

I just got back from her house. I'll try to sum up how the day went.

I was a little nervous going over there. I can't put a finger on exactly what I was afraid might have happened to prevent Luna from talking to me or coming over yesterday, but I had a bad feeling about it in the pit of my stomach. The first place I checked for her was down at the pond, but she wasn't there, so I went up to her house and knocked on the door.

The minute Donna answered I knew everything was alright, and I felt stupid for being worried in the first place.

Luna was kind of mad at me for not coming over to see her yesterday, which I guess was mean of me. I shouldn't have expected her to have done that. At the very least I should have made arrangements with her.

She didn't stay mad for long, though. We watched some Twilight Zone episodes for a couple hours and then I headed home.

I didn't ask her about her insomnia. I guess I should have, but at the time I didn't really want to bring it up. It felt personal and I didn't want to offend her. That's strange, I guess, since she's the one who brought it up in the first place, but nonetheless.