i was fine with the end of work when it was actually happening. it ended up being as easy as it could be. there is something oddly comforting about the fact that i can actually run our company alone. but the end of work, combined with my bus ride home have left me in a terrible mood. my 10 minutes with christi seem so far away already. i need a shower, then i can come back and write. i really need this shower to calm me down, so i stop thinking about stupid people. if you don't see me again, i just went to bed. but i want to write. my mind needs it, but my body might rebel. the monkey inside of me might veto any plans those us up here in the brainular region have made.

frivved up by Ben at 8:59 PM