I cried just now. The usual me would have cried much, much earlier and not just once but my body's so desperately yearning for sleep that tears can't flow.

Crying release stress.
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And now that I'm so f-king stressed, I'm thinking of Isa, my first bar session with him and how terrified I was when I found out that he was the same age as me and not a gazillion years older and could induce so much fear in me.

I miss my ex-shift manager in an abang-sister sort of way.