2023-10-27 / 8:17 p.m.

"Tossing, turning
Struggled through the night with someone new
And I could go on and on, on and on
Lantern, burning
Flickered in the night, only you
But you were still gone, gone, gone."

I said the thing out loud. Not that it made a difference, and not that it matters, but I fucking did it. And that has to count for something.