I sent an email earlier just 'shooting the shit'. I got a reply which made my conversation seem fruitless in importance. The more I went over what I'd written, the more I wondered if it had been interpreted wrongly. Anyway I spun into feelings of regretting communication with another human for the umpteenth time. No one seems to be on my wavelength. I try talking about stuff beneath the surface and no one takes anything from it. So here begins my minimising my contact with others. I always end up punishing myself for trying to mingle. I will give it a couple of weeks being quiet, except for these pages. 
This is like talking to thin air but it's also recorded. 
Thank God I'm still sober after seven and a half months because I would be spitting venom probably at myself. 
11:11pm. Here comes a quite busy week.
See you on the other side.