Aunque es falso el aire, siento que respiro…

Nov. 1

On my Job, im doing excellent. Today I even got to go to the Court House to do an investigation. I’ve been very busy, never leaving before 7.00. but I like it that way, I feel like a real lawyer now…doing lawyer stuff. I’ve placed all my energy on it, don’t have anything else but that. I don’t have a relationship, nor the sad but entertaining pseudo-whatever Y and I used to have (before he called the clause, definitively this time). I don’t have anything to do with my family anymore…the farther the better, at least until I finally move (which is very soon J) and my friends are all as busy as me most of the time, so I only get to see them on after work hours….which basically means work-party-rest-work….. I’ve been kinda off from Jessup, but then again….. I really wanna be a coach, but this team is somewhat self-sufficient. I don’t feel like studying, and I wont show up pretending to coach them by just talking out of my ass…so until I manage to read a couple of articles I have here I will restrain myself from coaching anybody.

I miss Washington, I miss those times… I miss the life I lost but even more I miss the life I never had.