I don't know if anyone is reading this, anymore. But here I am, a year later...I guess two. I just decided to write some of this down, again...after a long night I am back home again, waiting for Ben to call so he can pick me up and for us to go watch a scary movie. I fired off an angry email to Gillian for letting her dog pee in my apartment, even though I know she didn't mean to.
I am absolutely dreading going in to work tomorrow, since I heard that maybe it wasn't such a good idea to go back there. What the hell am I doing, anyway?
I'm so tired, so sad, confused, defeated today. I am not this way, maybe I just need a little time.
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