I hate not being able to sleep. I spent the last hour laying away staring at the twinkling lights bordering my ceiling. The soft rhythmic breathing next to me that is usually all I need to drift asleep to was of no help tonight. So, a bit more detailed update from me is warranted I believe. My time working near Boston has come to an... Read More
I'll just tell you good luck over and over for the new job. Sorry you're having trouble sleeping. And yay for the lovely sculptor who finds your company pleasurable.
So, I finally finished working in Natick. I have recieved word that the Staff job I've been hoping for is almost a solid lock. I have a great girl at my side. It's good to be home. I've missed my life.
I'm sorry.
I'm sorry I cant be a better person.
I'm sorry I cant be a better friend.
I'm sorry I cant be there for you when you need someone
I'm sorry I can't let go.
I'm just a sorry fucking excuse.
Lemme know if I can help. Though I pretty much want to gouge my eyes out every day so my place of employment is certainly out of the question. Still I'm local so if there's anything I can do . . .