July 10th, 2002



Am tired... And.. not so much lonely, as.. feeling a lack of friends. I dunno.

Everything just feels so empty.. In fact, ever since J. left, things have felt more and more empty... And nothing has really managed to fill that up. Well, just one thing that can. One person, I should say. But.. unfortunately...

I should not try and speak when my mind is just.. not there. But.. then nothing gets said... And if nothing gets said, nothing gets better..
I don't know what I'm talking about.