Feb 19, 2006 09:28
Dear livejournal,
it is 9:27am and I just got home from work.
I've been working since midnight.
Dear livejournal,
I am not tired, I am wired.
My heart is beating out of it's chest and I'm 'fraid to say that I might keel over and die at any moment.
This may be the last time we speak, EVER.
Much love,
Beata