it’s late. But I’m trying to be consistent with my writing here. Trying to follow through because once that’s gone, it’s done.
I was so tired today. Could barely keep my eyes open while editing the car t-cell manuscript. Then a spontaneous dinner + drinks hang. That woke me right up.
Someone said that I seem “empty.” That was a short while ago, but only if they could see me now. So full. Soooo full. Of what I can’t say!
3:19 am.