My Savior.

I just wasn’t feeling right last night. Computer headaches, Nester crashed on me and I lost two or three hours of gameplay of Dragion Warrior IV. I wasn’t sure if I could save the contents of my second hard drive. I wasn’t sure what I want to do with my OS presentation. I’ve never done a presentation in my life. I’ve gone so far as to take zeros rather than do a presentation. I need to close my checking account, as it’s draining a maintenance fee out of me. I blew over fifty bucks on a webspace that I haven’t touched out of fear that I can’t get it to work. And then there’s the little steps for Operation Son. Gotta call Wendi. Gotta call Paige eventually. How exactly is that going to work?

I haven’t been in the mood to deal. I know how my mind works now.

I crawled into bed not really wanting to wake up this morning. Clutching my pound puppy, I closed my eyes and mentally called out to her. Through some secure and safe channel, I vented and asked for help. From some hidden corner of my mind, I heard Alex’s reply:

“You already have the strength. You don’t need me.”

I fell asleep shortly after.