I finally visited Doc yesterday, he had been worried but he wasn't angry with me. I'm kind of tired of how understaning he is. I'm kind of tired of having to talk with him. I should have seen that coming, I like being able to spill my guts every so often to someone I can trust and who will help me but that is normally one in a very long while. Having to do it every week, every other day is just wearing me down. We hardly talk much because I'm tired of my life being so transparent.  But I still have to see him and I think he might be getting just as frustrated as me. He can't do his job if I don't talk. He can't pick me apart and put me back together and make a nice little report for Uncle Sam if I don't let him.

That pretty much sums up my whole life at the moment. It turns out Autobots are excruciatingly social, especially when they worry about you. That is so very the opposite of me. I love spending time with friends and all but I need more time by myself than I do with others. I need some time to stew in my own thoughts.

I've got to find a way to escape.

Today was also my first day back at work. Everyone was happy to see me and it was nice to be able to go back to my office. I missed work. The holoform was excruciatingly hard to keep going the whole day though. I'll definitely be asking around the office about any upcoming distance projects I can get in on.