He hasn't said anything for a few days now. I'm sort of worried. He ghosts sometimes, that's not weird or anything like that.
I just said some really nasty things when we spoke last, if you could call it speaking. A fight. It feels like we're fighting a lot lately. But yeah, it was right afterwards that he just went silent. I guess I'm just worried that's the reason why this time.
I was supposed to take this weekend off, and I just ended up working the whole thing again. I should go to bed. I can't sleep. ....you know, I don't think anybody even noticed we were gone.
That twenty four hour sleeping stint recharged my batteries a bit, but I think I may have to take a day off soon, regardless. Whatever bug has had me feeling sick and gross for the past couple of weeks hasn't quite gone away, and the sleep didn't really seem to actually make me any less tired. I'll do that soon, but I have to get a bit more stuff done first. I know I said this space was supposed to be for avoiding the topic of work, but I don't think anyone is actually reading this anyway. And besides, I won't really talk talk about work. The news of that suicide and the way the media is handling it just has me feeling a way, I guess. It just feels like trying to go against the current constantly at this point. No matter how much I try to do what I can, it feels like I'm not making any difference, even with the people immediately around me. I decided to take on journalism on top of the art because I cared about it, it isn't like it pays anything worthwhile ...
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