I just had a moment. I'm at work and I was fine.  I was being pleasant even. And then I walked outside, in the middle of a thunderstorm, sat on the ground and cried.

I don't know why.

In other news, my job has officially become prison. To pass time we practice our pull-ups.

We brought in a pull-up bar.

From where? I don't know that either.

There is a guy in here playing It's Always Sunny and I will never get it. That show is so stupid.

Ike is in Texas. And then he won't be in America. I'm already working this trash shift so I can barely talk to him with my 2 hours of free time during the day. And then he's gone.

My therapist says I'm using him for attention. I try to tell her that I enjoy taking to him, but what do I know? I'm not the one with the degree.

He shall be missed and I will be mostly alone again.

I get to work at 9.

"You're late."

Wha?

"Get here at 8:45."

But...ok

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