Angel Grove Net

Sometimes it's like wearing a press pass is like you having an incommunicable disease.

I really want to go out and do something fun....but, I don't know what.

I hate when people won't cooperate when I'm trying to get answers.

I am so exhausted. But in a good way, I love my job and things are looking up finally. I'm thinking about heading to the gym to get in a little workout.

I do not have any ideas for stories and it is frustrating.

Life is so complicated. But I do love my job!

After the shitiest Christmas ever(seriously, few people can top it) New Year's Eve wasn't so bad. I'm somewhere safe, I think I've got a new best friend who doesn't mind the crazy even though it's pretty out there, and so far...so far it seems like it might turn out okay?

I've given up hoping a long time ago, but I can want, right? I WANT it to be okay more than I've wanted anything before, but I can't TRUST that it'll happen yet. But still, so far so good, and unless I'm pretty badly mistaken, they're never gonna find me here. I still think that they might, I mean. I have nightmares about Before, sometimes, things I didn't even know I knew about, and can't explain and they're incredibly fucked up, but I'm, I don't know, dealing?

It could be worse, because I've been in worse. That's the lesson to take away I guess? I've already been in Hell and Hell's not here and now. It's decent, anyway.

Hey.... how are you feeling today?

I found a job. I can't believe that there was a paper who needed a reporter, but I'm so glad that I found one. I miss Elliot, but I can make the most of things here.

Okay. Seriously. What kind of trick is this? Who did this? Ana? Elliot? Are you guys here?