friend: how is my friend May?
me: i’m sleeping a lot
why is that?
me: i guess i’d rather sleep sometimes than be awake
life is easier
I’ve been there
but I hate that that’s where you are right now
me: i get up for work and class
just not much more than that
friend: oh no
I really hate to hear that
anything in particular weighing on you, or is it just life in general feeling like a slog?
me: just general
friend: yeah, I hate to hear that
I mean, I understand
I wish I could help….but you know things will turn around and look brighter soon
friend: I know that’s not encouraging
me: i don’t really expect it. you’re fine, really
I think I’m still okay. I can have fun chats with friends, and I can be social sometimes.
My dreams are crazy, though. I told someone I dreamt that Prince died, and I spent much of last week consciously believing he was dead. And I have bizarre French dreams.
I wonder if this semester ending will help at all. There are still a few weeks left.
The sunshine should help. I hope it does.
But for now, it’s bedtime.