There are nights that are just really really hard, and this is just one of them.
Realizing that everyone I care about is not here in SF at least for now. As fate would have it, best girlfriends have to be away long term for work. Am so very very sick of working the crowd, meeting new people and having to make colossal effort to reach out and get out of my shell. The extensive social life is getting tiring. There are people I've met, whom I'd never give up for the world, but is just getting dreary at this moment. Am sick of pining for the ex, sick of waking up at 7am and working til 9pm. Sick of partying hard to relieve the boredom and being alone. Sick of all this. I hate my life as is right now and am not happy. Am just not.