Diary Entry #5

  I think the only thing keeping me sane at the moment is tango. I spend my days being lonely and doing nothing. Sometimes my feelings are good and then they get unbelievingly bad. My body aches and my soul feels sore. I'm exhausted, emotionally and physically. My sleep schedule is fucked, ditto my eating habits, ditto my emotional state. Tango is literally the only thing that makes me feel alive at the present moment. I simply get more and more into it.