9:33 p.m. - 2021-03-08
I checked off a lot of boxes today. Read, exercised, walked, and now I'm writing in you, Diaryland. I'm glad I have you back.
Met a Cynthia for coffee tonight, masked. We were both tested and I deemed it safe. She was sweet, but I couldn't shake the feeling that she was bored every time I opened my mouth. She drove out of the parking lot and as I watched her leave, I couldn't help but feel that I may not see her again. Who knows. On my drive home, I thought about Karla.
I feel like I have the same issues that I had at 22.