I am feeling the lousiest in months, after a sleepless night. Thanks to the coffee my father gave me at 6pm.
Just because my sister couldnt finish it.
I should have poured it down the sink.
Sleepless, and disturbed by all the thoughts of aversion again.
My body is aching.
I’m so glad I’ll be meeting Puppy later, after two meetings.
I’m going to cry in his arms.