I haven't written much lately, nothing thoughtful or creative anyway. Just code, which is almost all logic, with just a smidgen of thought and emotion. Seems silly, but it's a little depressing. I think i've been hiding in it. My counselor says my scab's been picked off, and she's right, again. dammit. I was doing so well. Maybe it's that anniversary complex. Several. Maybe it's many things rolled into one. Maybe it's better to take a little time off from the hustle and the bustle.

So that's where i've been. That's where i go when i'm hiding. Just sitting here on the couch, all alone in the open, wishing someone was upstairs warming the bed up for me. I need some sleep, but haven't been doing that much lately either. No rest for the wicked. Okay, i'll quit being stubborn and just give in, and get some sleep. g'night.

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1 Comments:

At 12/02/2005 5:32 PM,  my imperfect offering said...

*big virtual hug* This time of year is tougher than others, I imagine, due to the holidays. (I know it is for me.) Take good care of yourself and try to get some sleep (fatigue always seems to make things feel worse, right?) Wish I were closer, I'd be happy to sit there on the couch and keep you company. :)

 

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