Spent my Mayday shopping with bestie, and finally had a good night rest last night.
Was it that I didn't want to face the music, that I turned in extremely early.
It was unusual of me, isn't it?
I'd procrastinated my dept task since Mar hols, and is due in a week.
I've not much to clear, but feel like I've no motivation for work.
Why do I feel so silly again?
Silly for crying over the same reason over and over again.
The same man that has already given up on me, on him, and on us.
Move on, Jes!
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