Driking again at somebody’s house… I must stop this way of life. For real. I can’t keep doing this. It’s unhealthy. Gotta really think my life trough.
I’m an old fox… I can’t sleep in somebody else’s bed. I need my bed. Everybody here is very hospitalary and gave me a bed to sleep in… And everybody is asleep! And I just can’t close my eyes shut. I am not normal. It’s barely 2:30 and I’ll have to wait until 6:45 am that somedy gets up so I can get out of this house and take a cab home. This is the kind of thing that tells me I’m no longer a young person but an old woman with my own costumes. This sucks.