I feel very tired. I should sleep more.
I need more time alone. When I've been alone recently, it really helps me connect with what it is
I don't know. I feel constantly judged by everyone. I feel like an idiot. I mishear people insulting me constantly. Abuse of people with disabilities hits a little to close to home, I guess.
I sleep so little I feel like I'm in some bullshit war. God, get me out of this place I've been in. I need to replace the graftification I got from working with music and film. That kind of change takes years, but I really do need it.
I miss my friends. Actually, I just miss how I was when I was around them. I miss the old me. Too much fun, not enough meditation. Or something.
We watched news in Mandarin and damned if one of the reporters didn't say shi ba just like Liza does. I miss that girl too much sometimes.
Lord, time to go to bed. The cats are cute, Carrottop still sucks and Mark finally has his leather coat back. The end.