Sigh, it’s been a while.
I apologize for not posting – but I’ve met a lot of negative reactions to this blog.
“I can’t understand him.” being one of the key remarks.
“He’s too snobby.” being another.
Here I am, pressing the enter key every other sentence so that this post is aesthetically pleasing.
…Who am I kidding?
Excuse me if I sound depressing, but you try being burdened by a dear friend’s love trials. James has been unsure of Sushi’s love for a while now, and her distance increases daily. They rarely speak anymore, and although he carries her picture in a stealthily-hidden breast pocket, he can never be sure that she returns the favor.
His performance at work has decreased drasticallly. He may even be on the verge of being fired.
I dare not tell him the truth, for he may sink deeper into depression and never be rescued. Then he would be certain of unemployment.
