from a bad (from my pov, anyway) morning, downhill as the day goes...
almost no contact.
couldn't get her to talk before i had a meeting. she'd been working, sure... but it was important to -me- to try to get a few minutes with her.
says she'll be back..
my mind races with the possibilities of what she went to do. i can't even visit the -thoughts- of those possibilities without feeling overwhelmed, lost, crazed.
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