I’m so glad Memorial Day weekend is over. I hate holidays where I have to work. It seems like I get invited out on days that I can’t go out and when I do want to go out no one else can go. I’m supposed to work later today but until then I don’t know what I’m going to do with myself. I really need a hobby. Everything I currently like to do involves another person and I’m not really in a big supply of that right now. I texted Anthony yesterday to hangout and he never responded. He’s pretty much dead to me unless he either has a really good excuse (that I’ll believe) or he really has to make it up to me. Either way I’m resolved to move on. My group of guys I used to have is slowly dwindling. Maybe I just need a vacation to recharge my battery. I think a trip to the beach will lift my spirits. I’ll have to plan something because having nothing to look forward to really takes a toll. Times of depression are rapidly approaching unless I do something. I almost want to work all the time because it’s something to do but then I’m miserable at work. I just can’t seem to be satisfied. At least not anytime soon. I just need to get my shit together. Ever since the breakup I’ve been lost. Hopefully something good will happen soon. I’m hoping for the best but expecting the worst.