"Journal Entry"
Death
My Father
The Someone I really care for
The three things that left me incapable of doing anything useful today. If I hadn't had that one fucking dream, that third thing wouldn't be bothering me, and I wouldn't be so down. It was such a lovely dream. It was so real, I woke up thinking it really was real. Then I remembered, no, we've been through this, it can't happen. It's final. What's said has been said, and their feelings are obvious. Move on.
I hate being so alone.
My Father
The Someone I really care for
The three things that left me incapable of doing anything useful today. If I hadn't had that one fucking dream, that third thing wouldn't be bothering me, and I wouldn't be so down. It was such a lovely dream. It was so real, I woke up thinking it really was real. Then I remembered, no, we've been through this, it can't happen. It's final. What's said has been said, and their feelings are obvious. Move on.
I hate being so alone.