I have been constantly ill lately... perhaps, the workload's getting to me.
I had 2 days to work on tomorrow's stuff but I'd been curling in bed and denying reality.
While in Malaysia I went out with a friend who has cervical spondylitis. I didn't know it until then... she's so young and, it hurts. It was very brief, the meeting. But I pondered about my life on and off, unable to really think about it, because I dare not. Because everything's in pieces, and the only thing I can do is work, and try to forget.
The only thing that kinda made me laugh was when someone I met a couple years ago found me on facebook and passed a remark, "your penchant for black hasn't changed, I see."