I was rushing to my next appointment when I found out that one of my friends had just passed away.
Then, I got news that she did not.
I was in a meeting, so I pushed as many things as fast as possible, and went to the appointment.
I was late, but managed to do things properly.
As soon as I left the meeting, my brain became jammed again.
Projects, assignments, my trip tomorrow, blablabla.
Add to that, the Wookie beside me likes to poke.
So I am on my way to the hospital, to see my friend, hoping she will be fine.
I need to let go of the baggage inside my head before I enter the place.
So, I'm thinking of porn.
