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"Everything counts a little more than we think..."

10 June 2004 Thursday

Not Better Quite Yet

slated in moments at 11:04 am

Yesterday wasn’t terribly better than the night before. The sushi with Mom was good, but the mood deterioriated rapidly at the end as the conversation shifted to poignant things of recent event, and the focus was, yet again, irrelevant to my source of unhappiness.

So I came home and basically went to bed around 6:30pm. I woke around 12:45am (my mother was closing the windows in my room.. they’ve decided to turn on the airconditioning) and drank a glass of water, and I managed to fall asleep again sometime around 2am. I woke again around 3:some and again around 5:some.. and got up around 6:30am to go to work. That’s a lot of sleep… but I look like I haven’t slept in a week. It’s not the sleep, it’s the crying.

And I agree that at this point it’s rather dumb and even a little bit silly. Most everything has an expiration date. But that fact alone isn’t going to swing my mood.

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