i'm not allowed to eat, or leave, or move. i miss my home, my daughter, my husband. i miss wishing i had a life worth bragging about or a hobby to occupy my time with. i miss home.
after this, i'm going to get a job. maybe a hobby, start doing something with my life. i can't just sit at home anymore, apparently it causes me to get sick.
i miss my daughter. i'd do anything to see caleigh. but it's not wise to put her life in danger. what is this? a virus? a virus of what? i've barely been gone two days and i'm begging to leave. get me out of here. tobias, you should be helping me, not those gits you call coworkers. ugggghh
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