"Hi Wednesday, what did you do yesterday?"

"I read a 240 page book and cried"

"Didn't you go to work?"

"Oh yes, I was at work when I read it."

"You cried at work?"

"Oh I cry all the time at work. I'm reading all of Sparks books. He's so romantical."

Note to self: You must stop reading texts when you are half asleep, they only upset you in some odd way.

There was a point that I was oddly excited for Thanksgiving, but that has slowly faded away with anger and fear. I am selfish enough that I want to bring someone ....for me, ya know?

One of those standing-in-a-crowded-room-and-never-felt-so-alone feelings.