Not Doing Well

Friday was a good day at work. I actually achieved stuff and made some progress. And at the end of the day we headed out for a Night of Heavy Drinking. And that was good too. For a time. But at some point things changed and I ended up miserable. I don't know if it's because three separate people asked me how I'm doing r.e. the Rina situation. I don't know if it's because I was increasingly honest with them as the night went on (I usually just say everything is fine. Partially because that's what's expected, and partially because it ends the conversation quickly). Perhaps it was because we went to the Lime Bar, which is a bit like Hell but more expensive.

I ended up sitting on my own feeling sorry for myself and hoping that the world was about to end. Someone noticed and was concerned. That was nice. She soon got distracted though. And then I walked home. Nobody saw me leave. I wonder if they noticed I was gone.

Trouble is, it's now Sunday and I'm still hoping the world is about to end. Thank G-d it's a bank holiday and I don't have to face the world until Tuesday!

tags: work  going out  sadness  rina  

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