Sunday, August 29, 2021

Mind games.

According to Facebook, today marks the seventh anniversary of the night that CH got a bit earnest about our friendship in text messages. In hindsight, knowing what I know now, surely it was just the booze talking? After all, any time I called upon her friendship after this, I was left disappointed. Actually, any time she had a chance to show her friendship after that, she seemingly chose not to. 

Part of me would still love to get to know what was going on in her head over that period of time.

Shame, that. Her loss.

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Yawn.

This throat thing is really pissing me off. I had yet another night of little sleep. I was asleep by midnight, awake roughly around 1:30 AM ...