A rat (actually!, given the size) visited a couple of nights ago.
I went to visit my uncle yesterday. I got to ride in a train.
I bought myself a couple of large Florentine cookies. They were very chewy. They didn’t have very many nuts, which was disappointing.
We walked to a pub for dinner. He complained about his new shoes to my mom, and so we took a lot of time to get there.
It was cold in the pub, and there were TVs everywhere. It made it difficult to focus.
I think that there’s too TVs in pubs.
I think I’m going to backtrack into not building meaningful relationships for the time being.
My attempts have only made me feel sad.
I’ve never felt good about myself, but as time goes on I’ve been feeling worse and worse. I can’t help it. I think most people can see that, which leads to them avoiding me.