I feel lousy this evening. I'm so tired I could drop, and here I have to pick corn for that old bastard tomorrow. Maybe I could pretend I'm sick. But then I'd feel guilty. |
AND then I wouldn't be able to go to the pool after work. Maybe I SHOULD keep away from the crowd for a while. Especially Jane. God, I still like her. It's awful. Maybe the reason I want to stay away is to make people feel sorry for me.