Didn’t do anything stupid last night when I was hammered. Didn’t black out either. Two firsts for me. So I was only mildly depressed today with my hangover. Depressed about being alone all the time. Depressed about wanting someone I can’t have. Depressed about being poor. I need to start making some money…find a real job. A job with benefits.
There just doesn’t seem like there’s anyone to meet out there. Nobody that affects me – well there’s one person but I can’t get her. I want this week to fly by and be productive. When am I going to meet someone?
I don’t want to meet someone in a bar. I never thought I would be alone like this – this long.