Its been the longest week. Ever. Laborious. Tedious. Uncanny. You name it. I was there. It was nothing. Just nothing.
I've noticed I've been sleeping a lot, lately. I went to bed early last night. Like 7 p.m. Didn't want to get up this morning. Can't even remember my dreams.
Nobody is talking about Sarah. Which is good. Its a good thing. I keep telling myself. Anyway, we don't know anything.
I haven't heard from Lon. He's probably just fine. I know he is. Just know it.
I've been biting my fingernails, again. They're so brittle. I can't help it. I can't help anything. It seems.
Suppose to go to a basketball game tomorrow night. Don't really feel up to it. Not sure what I feel up to anymore.
I guess I should go Christmas shopping. Then its like ...you see all this stuff and you just have to pick something, but will it be the right thing to pick, you know. Like what do I get Ellie. Do I get her anything? Will she give me anything?
Yeah, I need to stop worrying. Just stop it. I want too.