Almost over with.
Well it’s almost over. I dislike this day immensely. Its approach does nothing but depress or worse send me spinning off into irrational anger. I spent the day trying to hide. I purchased about two hundred dollars worth of comics and novels, to bunker down with at various coffee shops all over the downtown core. No one looks for me there. On the way home I did bump into a few people who were too self absorbed in their own lives to say anything. My mother called, she’s taking me shopping on Thursday. I need new cloths.
That’s it, happy birthday to me.