They want to meet with me tomorrow. It's gonna be another fitful night, I hope not.
They've been really good to me here at the bus lot. Sat at my computer all of yesterday and today, thus far, doing some school related things, but also doing the first serious writing I've done in months.
No doubt he was right.
No question of that anymore although some still cling to the Trumpist line of reasoning (if one can call it that) and still support his antics.
Madness.
Utter madness.
I am still seriously entertaining calling it quits. Strange as it is, I have actually felt some relief at not being at CLMS these past few days. Don't believe I will ever be comfortable there again.
Disappointment.
Didn't see this coming. And I've just about concluded that a portion of its occurrence is due to the fact that the inmates DO in fact run the asylum. They feel emboldened enough to do something like this.
Tales of bullying abound. Now I, too, am a victim of it.
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