Yesterday

I didn't get enough sleep, and I blamed that as the cause. I felt something strange when I came back to my room. It wasn't that I hadn't been there for a while, and had a only a memory of what it looked, felt, and smelled like. It was indefinitely because I was alone. Finally not around people.

I was angry at first, then I went into acceptance.

So it goes with everything, it seems now-a-days.