Saturday, January 13, 2018


I'm running out of friends. That much is clear. I do care and I also don’t know why it is so. I assume it is my own imposed isolation and this prolonged illness. I’ve drifted so far from people I used to communicate with regularly. Right now, it’s probably for the best. I have too much to figure out regarding what to do with myself, and whether or not to abandon my book. I think it was killing me, making my blood pressure rise to unprecedented heights for me. If I do continue, it will have to go much slower.