December 10, 20241 min read
Nothing
life
Haven't left the apartment in three days except for work.
Keep almost texting people. Type something out, stare at it, delete it. What would I even say. "Hey, I'm lonely, but not in a way hanging out would fix." There's no good version of that sentence.
I don't want anyone to do anything about it. I just want it noted somewhere that it's happening.
Crackers for dinner. Bed at 9. Awake at 2. Ceiling until the alarm.
That's the week.
Eleanor