::008, Escapism::

Aug 26, 2007 18:12

This week has been far too damn long. Make it end already.

Two days, I wish it would just hurry up and get here. I'm giving myself anxiety attacks, which in turn gives me terrible stints that I more or less die in. Ugh, pain in the ass really. When we get there, I'm seeing a real doctor. My body has become accustomed to the medication I'm on now, they help my condition less and less each day. Sometimes I stop breathing, or I can feel my heart stop and all I can do is wait. Usually the fall to the floor shocks it into starting, but then again on several occasions a fall is just a fall. Frick.

Moving from things not so depressing, I don't like the fact that I'm just going to disappear. I've done it before, but those jobs were different. I actually like my place at the club, and I have not a clue as to what I'll do in this new place. I doubt they have clubs like us, and I'm not exactly qualified for much other posts. Too much physical activity knocks me down, not doing anything has the same affect. Sucks, really. Sakon, you better find something immediately if Hidan hasn't managed to hook us up with work as well. I'd hate for you to actually have to try to do something with your new life, let alone the one that's coming.

Speaking of, Temari, how are you doing?
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