An Echo in my Soul

Should we allow another person to fill us to the extent that losing them makes us feel empty and hollow? There's a hole in my life and I'm really aware of it. I feel sad. I had a best friend for a few months; I've been starving for one and am once again sans soul mate.

I'm exhausted. I'm probably not eating enough protein and have no desire to function. Classes start tomorrow; I am looking forward to them and seeing my favorite instructors, but I'm resentful that my class schedule does not provide adequate time for lunch on Mondays and Wednesdays.

I have another internship possibility; someone got back to me about an interview for next week. I cancelled my interview for today, since, upon reading the job description more closely, it's almost entirely television work, which doesn't interest me, plus I was simply too tired to put up with the stress of dressing up, taking bart in, looking for the office, etc.

No audible gunshots yet (this being Oakland), but then, I haven't really been paying attention. I'm stressing out over where to place my furniture in my room and which pieces to buy. My myoclonic jerks have gotten worse since I lost weight; I wonder if it's because I have less body mass but the same level of chemicals in my system...?

The phone of one of my neighbors has a very loud ring; I'm going to have to ask her to turn it down if she doesn't on her own.

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