Dear Diary,
I am on my own again. Sandy wasn't happy at all and left a nice mark on my lip. For some reason, people think they own me when I am with them. It is irritating.
I am going to look for some work today and probably find a place for the night. Super early, yes, but I am actually thinking a motel room or something. I am tired and feel like I could sleep for a few days.
A warm uninterrupted shower until the water runs cold sounds amazing. Then crawling in a bed and rolling in the blankets until I am wedged in good.
I don't want anyone else there until I can at least get a good 24 hours to myself.
I feel very "blah" today. I don't have much else to say except I am looking forward to a room, shower, and sleep.