Today was a mostly painful day. I dislike such days, but I’m sensible enough to realize that they do happen, and we have to deal with them, somehow.

I got up way later than I wanted to. Yeah, I expected to be awakened by my ever-cheerful *cough* alarm-clock, but I had hoped against hope that it’d be different. Then I spent a lot of time doing what I enjoyed instead of what I should have been doing. I grew worried. Fired off two text messages over a few hours. I fell asleep waiting for something to finish and was awakened by an “oh-oh”.

There where a few things in the ensuing conversations, that … have me worried and … feeling guilty. It’d be wrong if I claimed it was anyones fault but my own. I said some things I should not have voiced. You didn’t want to talk about it, and I still asked, I’m sorry.

Despite what you said I feel bad about one aspect of what we talked about. I should have ignored it or simply … not talked about it, despite what you wanted to promise me. Anyway, you know how I feel about the subject of that particular promise, don’t you?

I simply don’t feel capable of writing anything coherent right now. There’s just too much going on in my head. I hate that! I am sorry. I’ll … finish my drink, take a very hot shower now and then go to bed. Hoping that tomorrow will be better and your dream-prognosis will be true, even though … well, nvm…

Take care, all!