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ATLAS

I’ve been pulling late nights for the past week. I wish I could say it was as a mean to avoid staying at home which will be filled with thoughts of Jade. But I have been so completely swamped with work that if I don’t stay late, nothing will get done.

I have three secretaries and about five assistants. They are doing their jobs to the best of their abilities but it just seems like it is not enough. Nothing is enough.

The worst part of it all is I still can’t get her thoughts of my mind. The few seconds I’m not buried in buried, I’m lost in thoughts of Jade.

it’s almost one in the morning and I’m only just getting home. This is considered early in my new life. So, I guess I should happy. Except, I’m too fucking tired to even think of anything other than getting into bed and sleeping for three hours rest of the night. If I am able to.

Another ting I’ve developed is insomnia. I usually didn’t sleep, but that was mostly a choice. I could sleep I wanted to. I just choose not to, most