Tomorrow

The sun’ll come out, Tomorrow…

OK, enough of that. Lots to say, lots to do, really tired.

But tomorrow.

Probably an entry.

Not gonna promise though.

So tired.

"Fire bad, tree pretty," kind of tired.

Been spending time with Critter. She’s still engaged, but I think she’s trying to talk herself out of it. I’m trying not to help with the talking out of it thing, I really am. I’ve been a good ToyMan.

I think K wants to move in with me.

Sleep now. Tired…