Ain’t no Sunshine When She’s Gone
16 Feb
Brendan,
I would have written to tell you this on February 14th, but I was wallowing in a pit of despair and loneliness. Or I bought a new video game and didn’t stop playing it all weekend. On Valentine’s Day, I didn’t eat anything for lunch. That is to say, all I ate was my own sadness and some popcorn—microwavable.
The worst thing about being alone on Valentine’s Day, when you have an other and predominantly couple friends, is that there is no one to hang out with. It’s like a double-whammy of nut-crunching sadness.
She comes home today. So, things will probably improve for me. Also, I had some leftover Chinese food today. It was minimal.
Rhett
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