lunch with good friends.. ate a lot.. and of course, never forget the meds and vitamins.. how many do i have to take again? forgot.. i lost count.. granted, i’d drink a whole bottle..

clocking is ticking.. closer and closer and closer to the date feared.. dang it.. if only i could skip through this meeting, i would’ve been in my room.. sulking in front of computer.. or tv.. or anything other than human beings that never fail to pry and ask questions that they either already know the answer, or they just ask so to show intent to listen but never actually cared..

they make me sick.. not the medications.. these people..

tick tock..

finally.. an hour-long goodbye.. in the car.. removing the mask.. heading home.. where i can be me.. bed.. tv.. stereo.. pc.. aahh.. pills.. sleeping time at noon.. and pray never to wake again..