D-2: The Last Drop
I’m exhausted. I had a very vivid nightmare last night where my brain was telling me that the emotions from yesterday are very much true. I was true to myself and what I said is actually how I feel and felt. It’s out, I kinda feel at peace finally. It also means that I slept about three hours too little. Well, that’s not new and I will survive.
So far, today, nothing broke at work. That’s positive. One more interview tomorrow in the morning, a few loose ends and then I should be off the hook, hopefully. It already looks like January will be hell. At least it’s not going to be cold there…
I am in the middle of shaving my knee. The machine ran out of juice, so it’s currently charging. I also just applied a syringe into my belly. Just like old times…
Oof, it’s getting real.
I started to look forward to being just me and the computer for days. Just like old times when I was hiding away from the world.
I hope I will get a little more sleep. It’s becoming unbearable.