Sometimes I feel that life is burning me out, leaving me a hollow shell. I know life isn’t meant to be like this. I don’t know what the fuck is going on inside my head and its driving me crazy. I think it’s because my life has no direction.
Anyway… back to other stuff. It seems that nurse Betty has decided to move in with her boyfriend, leaving the flat to Dai and me. Convenient, now I don’t have to look for another place. And my mother is giving me an ‘allowance’, so that takes the pressure off job hunting.
Dai is still not quite himself, he’s not as talkative, and spends a lot of time reading or sleeping, when he’s not at work. The whole flat is becoming a mess, but then, what do you expect when it’s inhabited by two guys? We’ve run out of clean coffee cups, spoons, knives, plates……. Pretty much everything. Dirty clothes end up on the floor, clean ones never get put away. The bathroom is beginning to ‘grow’.
I need to write more.
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Are you against receiving comments? I ask because you said this was basically for therapy, making it somewhat private, but I find you rather interesting.
Comment if you will, maybe it will benefit me, and make me think about things differently.
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