At the office, trying to stay busy and sane, failing at both. Trudging in was a slow blur. Have to concentrate to stay on any task, and it's still not enough. I probably won't stay long (we're closed, but I have things to do— if I'm not able to do them, I might as well be home).
The words aren't mine, but they're mine.
So tired, but afraid to sleep. I don't know where I'll go.
I don't know how I can do this.
The words aren't mine, but they're mine.
So tired, but afraid to sleep. I don't know where I'll go.
I don't know how I can do this.
How are you?
I understand from your recent posts
some trouble...and the happiness of
yesterday's...
is there anything you would like to talk
about with, well, with me a stranger sort of?
my private email is ssigrist@yahoo.com it is
a yahoo address if the full thing doesnt come..
no reason you would and it is not much to offer
but then I dont have much. yours
+Seraphim Joseph Sigrist.
Re: How are you?
Thank you for your kind offer. I will keep it in mind; please know that you also have a friend if you need one.