What a strange day!, i think!, watching in the black of my coffee, it's 17h18, i'm eating jam and chocolate on slices of bread, with a second cup of coffee, for more than 5 years now i skipped the breakfast, and today i'm taking one... in the middle of the day; i'm anxious, today is a strange day, the threatening clouds are low, weighting on us, i feel the boil like if i am in a cauldron, i think i waste so much energy in my anxiety that i needed to snack so late, or i will faint in the bus i have to take a while later, tonight i'll be out socializing, but alone, i feel so helpless...
I have oportunities to live one of my dreams, but i'm stuck in my personality, i'm getting more and more antisocial, crossing the path of other human beings could soon become unbearable.
And now i feel gross...
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