| Yesterday I left work because I had the flu. I lay in bed all day. It was comfortable and familiar; I didn't have to worry about pleasing anyone. It was beautiful.
Sometimes I feel it is my destiny to wonder the world alone, like some abandoned spirit among the living - there but unseen. I experience things, but they lack flavor and feeling. Things that used to excite me are becoming boring.
I guess I have a girlfriend now. I’m not entirely sure. It's hard to tell what she's thinking. At first things were going really good, but then she started to act like she hated me. I’ve stopped calling. I’m not a fool, and can tell when someone is annoyed by my presence. There goes another week long relationship. I hate dating. I wish I were castrated.
I’m going to stay in bed today. |
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