I took my troubles down to Madame Ruth...
Last night, all was well with the world. Something I thoroughly enjoyed happened, and...well, the details will have to be omitted for reasons that I don't care to divulge. It was wonderful, and I was content. This morning started out somewhat the same, though a bit confusing, and then progressed into something completely different and not as enjoyable. Perhaps it is simply me throwing things out of proportion. Perhaps I am simply being too...decisive. Perhaps I should simply stop.
I had a hard time concentrating on any of my classes today, though I did have an unlikely conversation with Alexander Pope.
I suppose this week will only become more confusing.