Boredom – a dreaded word. It seems I don’t even remember
how I used to spend my time, especially when I had not
much work to do. Reading, yes. But it cannot be I was
using all my time for reading. I must have been doing
other things too. What other things? I need to be active
to numb this nervous feeling, which really pierces me. Or
is this nervousness preventing me spending quality time?
It may be so.
SHAME ON YOU, MARIA LESSIE FLORES. YOU ARE WANTED BY THE
POLICE.
Alcohol intake record:
January 31 (Tue.): white wine
February 1 (Wed.): white wine
February 2 (Thu.): white/red wine
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