Y6 D31

Yesterday felt like a very long day. One of those days where you feel it is much later than it really is. I taught until 3, then went to the bookstore to get a book for my upcoming trip. Got back, watched some TV, and felt 'wow it must be like 6:30 or 7.'. No, it was 5:21. Son of a bitch. Okay. Packed some boxes. Made an egg sandwich for dinner. Tried watching a movie. Tried playing Diablo. I say try because I just couldn't get into anything. Didn't feel like talking to anyone. Exchanged a couple of texts with B because I just didn't have the energy to talk. Ended up going to bed around 9:30. Fuck it. I have reached that point. The point where I either need to do something or she needs to come home. Being alone has lost its allure. I am done.