What can I say about today?
I'm mostly trying to put it back together after the weekend (again). Trying to stop worrying and bothering what I can't change at the moment; to stop fearing that I don't exist or won't, shortly; basically to just stop and breathe.
I went to work. I'll go home. I'll sleep alone again, probably, and not be bothered. I may stop at the library on the way home, although that means about 45 minutes of walking instead of a bus, because that will take my mind off things a bit. I'm so the escapist.
I'll try my credit card at the Metro station. If it doesn't work, I'll have to go to the bank tomorrow morning and start the shit heading for the fan.
And try not to think about it in the mean time.