Haven't seen Derek in a week and a half, and no word by text all week. We're not speaking, this time, for no real good reason. Nothing to fücking say that would interest the other, I suppose. I don't care except that I hope it continues.
I didn't end up making another cannabis order. I think I'm finally sick of it. Plus, I need a long stretch away from it, just to see if I'm soberly okay in the melon.