Oh, Stuart. How I miss you so. Today was a day, and I feel exhausted inside my brain and behind my shoulders.
Tomorrow I am free of responsibility toward my grandfather, but I'm not sure what I will do. It doesn't feel relieving, honestly. My days "off" make me feel more aware of my lack of comforts and autonomy here.
What am I taking with me from the past and bringing into the future?
I'm tired, I'm cranky, and I miss my Stu-babybaby.