The day has come again, yet again. Easier? Has it become any easier, to conquer this office, this building, this memory? Absolutely not. He is still here, tormenting me from the inside out. Leave! Slowly but surely he will, hopefully. I am prepared to beg. No, I am not! I owe nothing!!
Essay! -work on the essay, it is due tomorrow. Work, work, work. Come on, just keep tap dancing. Dance faster!
It turned out to be a rather long, but moderately pleasant night.