It's almost 6 am and this night is almost over.

I was reading Royce's blog. It makes me sad. Makes me want to take the night off and spend some time with him. Watch a movie or something. But the only way to get out of this is to work.

I love you baby. I'm sorry I let things get so bad. I hate working like this. But it will make everything better for us.

I'm sorry about my mom.

I'm gonna see you in a few hours. Hope you slept better.

I'm trying to put good things in my house.