I want you to want me.

I hope I make you feel warm and fuzzy. And least once in a while. I know I’m awful at it.

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I wish I was warm. It’s damn cold in my room, even with the heater on.

Tonight I realized that my coworkers know more about my impending move than my closest friends do. I find that a bit bizarre. Granted, I see my coworkers more often than my friends, and I do consider some of them friends.

This move has me frazzled. Frazzled to the point that I wish I could wash my hands of it. Secretly I hope that somehow everything will get done for me. Of course, it’s a dream. Or a miracle.

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