2018-11-12

I tried calling my mother. She is sweet, but she doesn’t see my concern. She told me that what’s past is past. That I have things due soon that I should work on. I don’t know why she thinks I don’t know that already. It feels pathetic to ask for comfort, I am 25, but that I think, was what I wanted.

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She lives half her life in a grave of memories. I doubt she really sees me.

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On the bright side, the misery that came from that allowed me to focus a little on the work that I have to do. If I think about anything else, I feel guilty. This time it proved to be fruitful. I think I am more done than I thought I was in reality. 

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Some of the analysis came with some weird end code that’s not the usual 4522 ones. I don’t know why. They seem correct?