Alrighty then. Haven’t seen a single person I know since Monday. Haven’t actually talked to anyone for more than half a minute since Monday.

Goin’ kinda nuts.

I feel kinda like Tom Hanks in Cast Away, except I am not on a deserted island, I don’t have volleyball friend (though I should…Wilson seemed quite intelligent), and I don’t work for FedEx.

Oh. And I’m not Tom Hanks.

It will make a good psychology project. Wilson Syndrome: Social Deprivation Plus Balls.