For the first time since I got back from Canada the oddly-hard-to-trigger read counter on this thing has gone up.
This is weirdly unsettling. People reading a publicly published thing should not seem like a worrying sign, but it does.
I suspect I have been venting so much insanity into the world that people have caught on a little to how poorly my coping strategies have been coping of late.
I mean, I am pretty sure Carla doesn't have the link to this, but she still knew to kidnap me and put me in front of a fire all surround by friendly company for the day. It made for a much better Saturday than i would have inflicted on myself.
I spent the morning waiting on the slight hope the Semi-Imaginary One would drop by, after he had implied he would. I really should know better.
And not it is after midnight and I am ranting on my blog about the fact of my blog.
Winning like a mother-cussing champion.
I need to go to bed, as I am starting to convince myself it is someone hunting for the proof to get me sectioned. When I logically know it is just a friend trying to work out what stupid reason I have to keep putting up with someone Semi-Imaginary.
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