It was a stroke of luck Z went online to chat last night. I confided in her that I need to talk to her again for some counseling. Obviously, it won't be a formal counseling, but more of seeking an ear to pour my heart out to. Z is the perfect person for it. And I think I can say this for the Ws who know her. She's professional at fault as she took up masters in counseling. If we can meet on Saturday, this would be the third or fourth time I'm seeking her presence. She understands my woes because we have the same status in life.
This post will not even be half of what I've written last night. I'm still struggling with my motivation.
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