3:53 am
10/18/25
I’m not killing myself. It’s the name of a song. A song I like. He says, “She songs me the saddest of songs. I cannot help but song along. Forever after in my head. There’ll be no stopping once she starts. Eternal burden of the queen of my heart. I wanna be free but can’t let go.” It’s by Empathy Test. It has a haunting 80s dark synth vibe.
Joker and I had lunch today. I told her that I had a weird dream about her and it could be from the lack of sleep.
It was raining and I was crawling on the ground trying to take out one of those pumpkin plastic bags you fill with leaves. Lighting was outside and I got some photos and showed her.
We sat in a booth. I got us some Chinese buffet food and a Dubai chocolate bar. We do not like that chocolate.
Now I’m home and it’s time to get ready for work. I’m exhausted.
It’s also raining so it’ll be my first ride in the rain.
I forgot to mention that a few days ago this little old Hispanic lady at work asked me if I was married. I told her that I am married to my work. She said that’s a shame. I told her that it’s hard to find good girls. She said I don’t talk to them enough because I’m always working.
Work is for work…
As I smash someone from day shift.
Sex is easy to find. Love, that’s a whole different story.
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