It's only twelve thirty five and I'm bored of the day already.

I spent a lot of time reading words that you wrote in the past. I was looking for the part where I showed up. But I lost patience and went to the front where it's, so far, ended. Then went back to the middle. Then went back to the beginning.

I couldn't find myself in your words today. Maybe I'll try again later.

Tried calling my aunt to go visit in January. Couldn't get a hold of her. She seems like a tough woman to track down and I'm worried that I'll miss my opportunity.

I work 8 hours today, and I'm feeling like I'd rather just stay in these comfortable clothes and look at one unblinking screen. As aposed to faceless strangers with no names but with foolish demands of poison.

Fools, all of them.

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