Slept most of the day today. Sheer exhaustion from working Sunday through to Friday. Sheer exhaustion of being teased and tormented relentlessly by Byron for two days.
Mix of vivid dreams of me and Byron in bed and vivid dreams of me and Byron trying to work in the office. Always dream more vividly during daylight hours. But at least the rest has done me some good, I feel calmer than I have done in recent weeks. And some of the dreams have been worth sleeping the day away for.
I doubt Byron has had a peaceful day. He's either regressed and has spent the day reassuring her and mending his relationship. Or he's spent the day ending it once and for all.
I hope, even more for his same than mine, it's been the second. The most exhausting thing of all is seeing one of my closest friends twisted beyond all recognition... No amount of sleep helps that.
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