Sitting at the apartment, chillin. Thinking about stuff, in no particular order, bills-Kim-health-Katie-work-career. I've been talking to Katie for a few months now. Don't know how I started developing feelings towards her. Only Matt and Alan know. I've got a gut feeling that things won't turn out good. Worked out tonight, feel good. It's late, Kim isn't here. I miss my baby-girl. Boston Celtics won tonight. It was fucking insane! I wish I saw the whole game. I saw Ray Allen's drive at the end. Fucking sweet. Well, I'm tired.
At least the thunder stopped. I get a little scared sometimes at the apartment by myself. I'm also pretty lonely right now. I'm fighting hard to stay above the water with the whole Kim situation. It's hard, but I'm fighting. Hopefully the storm will pass and I will see land. But all I can see are huge waves crashing over me and my tiny raft is all that's keeping me afloat.
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