That's how

'Hey, Jim. Tell me more.'

Got that text from Andrew, several hours ago. Didn't sleep well, feels weakness battling with strength. Pressure got low. Haven't told anyone yet. He made himself eggs and breads, drinks milk too. He needs some cholesterol and protein. He never imagined that's how things turned! He was lucky a lady was there splashing some waters over his head and eyes, he got his sense back and succeed to drive back home. He feels his depression isn't suiting him now. It's been too much to think about non-necessary things. He feels he'd find one better, he can't let himself die over one unknown guy. It's been dramatic nowadays how he treats himself, how he deals.