It is 8 am and I'm at work. Why that? Well, it's not really that I can't stand my family any more and left home to be by myself. They are on their way to Victoria, Canada, by boat! Because of visa issues, I can't go with them (not considering the fact that I can't take any day off right now). So I had to drop them at the pier in the morning and then came here to work.

Not much else to talk about, besides the fact that I'm too succeptible to guilt trips and I just can't help feeling guilty. Not that there is much I can do right now to undo what I've done (because I'm sure things wouldn't change much anyway), but it is just confusing (yes, I mean confusing) to see the consequences of your acts.