Emotional arrears.

I've only felt half alive for the past couple of days.  My nose is running, I am light headed and I have to work tonight until close.  I haven't ever mentioned my friend/coworker Tom, but he is leaving on Friday to go back to Philadelphia.  We could have been potentially great friends, but it just never happened.  We spent so much time in our houses alone (and his house isn't very far from mine at all) and we didn't get together until his last two weeks of being here.  Now, I am regretting not just going for it, becoming good friends with his little scummy self.  But I think he will return to Chicago for the summers.  And that is a smart move.  Very, very smart.  

I am excited for New Years Eve.  I hear all of this hype around it.