As I’m writing right now, I’m waiting for my laundry. It’s been a busy week. Didn’t get a weekend break. I’m just so tired. I don’t feel the connection with my childhood friend anymore. What we had was a one sided conversation. Talking, without really listening. I no longer have anyone to talk to. Everyone has their own problems, why would they listen to mine. I’m friendless. All alone. In this new place. I keep asking people if they are okay. But no one ever asked me back. I smiled for you even if it tears me inside. I’m happy for you. But not for me