Saturday night, southside. Insomnia, but I got some sleep. Trauma symptoms suck. O.S. going on and on.
Some 20somethings outside CBGB were talking about my ex-boyfriend, Wes. Lovely.
Guess I should go try to sleep some more because David is picking me up for church at 9am. Gah.
Be safe. Love one another. Watch out for one another. <3