no ordinary moments

K.  I'm pretty well ready to crawl into a hole right about now.  Let me know if you have any lying around that I can borrow for an hour or a year or a lifetime.

I'm surprised, really.  I didn't realize apathy could bite as hard as rejection.

I feel sick to my stomach.  Quite literally.  As if this being the culmination of the last few days has made me physically ill.

You know, I've always believed in honesty.  I've always thought that the best choice was to tell the truth.  To be completely open.  But somehow... transparency is not helping my situation.

Time to give up and glare at random passersby again.

Time to play dumb.