Private I work so hard and yet accomplish so little. I have not been able to secure a location for my project and it is being dismantled for now. I am loathe to admit perhaps I do not belong here. I rather enjoy my work. My apartment has been rather quiet as of late. I rather miss Bishop being here. He was a lively distraction from my reality.
Public Forcing myself to stop working is ridiculously difficult. Heedless I have managed to drag myself away from the office and am trying to decide what to do now. I still am not sure what fun is... I think I have been anti-social for far too long. It has not done me good.