… like crap. Not physically (for a change) but emotionally. I think I made a couple mistakes today in what I said out loud. Thinking stuff is one thing, saying it another. And in my personal opinion I may have prolly crossed a line I never wanted to cross. I’m quite … undecided what I actually think about all that, but my gut is telling me “Mistake” …

I hope, your fears won’t manifest themselves. I told you, you’d be fine. And you will, hopefully! Just get there safe, and get back safe.

I seriously need a (long) hug. Being held close, embraced and … not really loved, but (at least) something akin to that.

I’ll go to sleep soon, and … hopefully awake to good news.