Malaise.
The sun is out. Or at least I think that is the sun. I know I've seen the sun before, but it's been so long that I'm having a hard time remembering.
My birthday is this Saturday. Another year down. As I've mentioned here not too long ago, I'm having one of those moments where you question your direction. Hopefully it will pass. There's a lot going on that I haven't previously enumerated. Will probably end up scheduling an appointment to talk to someone professional over at the university this week.
Christ, I'm beginning to write like Rorschach.
I need to buy my airline tickets this week. I'm beginning to dread leaving. Or going anywhere, really. I never thought I'd ever say that, but there it is. Hopefully I can get a little assistance in sorting this out. It seems I could use it.
My birthday is this Saturday. Another year down. As I've mentioned here not too long ago, I'm having one of those moments where you question your direction. Hopefully it will pass. There's a lot going on that I haven't previously enumerated. Will probably end up scheduling an appointment to talk to someone professional over at the university this week.
Christ, I'm beginning to write like Rorschach.
I need to buy my airline tickets this week. I'm beginning to dread leaving. Or going anywhere, really. I never thought I'd ever say that, but there it is. Hopefully I can get a little assistance in sorting this out. It seems I could use it.