Coffee was awhile ago. It wasn't bad. We seemed to have a few things in common, including an interest in rocks. What are the odds? We've been friendly around the office, but nothing further. Some of the other people have been nice. I've gone to a few group lunches so far, but I'm not a big group talker, so it felt more awkward than good.
My mom fell off the wagon at day 7. Strangely, she's cut way back, but still goes through a half a bottle a night. She attempts to do some normal things, but I don't know how long that will last.
Been pretty solitary lately. Haven't been quite as depressed, but more a mellowed blah. At least I haven't thought about knives, bridges, or ropes lately.
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I have to wonder -- Does that bit about not thinking about knives, bridges, or ropes mean he actually was thinking about them but trying not to?
And sheesh, you went a long time without a post!
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