Restless

I haven't slept well this week. I have woken up like clockwork at 2 am since Sunday.

I thoroughly believe I did something to ruin a newly revisited old friendship and it's bothering the everloving shit out of me because for the life of me, I can't figure out what happened.

I cried about it coming home from dinner tonight and Robert asked me where my backbone is. Well, Roberto, it's gone with the wind just like my friend.