again

six numbers, one more to dial, before I'm before you. I tried to call, been busy all night, gave up waiting at daylight.

it's a familiar situation: i'm here. 4am. quiet. where's the break of dawn? am deeply disturbed about a friend in distress. seems like it's never been this bad and it's troubling me. i want to help but i don't know how, yet i feel indebted because the support and encouragement i got from this friend meant the world when i was in a pit.

what do i do. fuck.


+listening to: man on the side by john mayer