Outside my window the world is pitch and foggy. I feel as desolate as my surroundings. I am trying to convince myself that I am not a loser when people that I want to call me back do not, and that I really have nothing to be nervous about underneath this avalanche of work.
I called Jose, and said, "I just wanted to tell somebody that I am stressed out and lonely and a loser."
He said, "Hey, me too!"
I felt oddly comforted, so that was the full extent of our conversation.
posted by Lucy Sloan @ 11:47 PM
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