I paid 25 cents to light a little white candle.
Have you ever had one of those days where you're anxious and fidgety - like you know something big is just about to swoop upon you, and you're not sure whether it's going to be good or bad - just that when it hits, it's going to be huge? I'm having one of those days.
After an evening with family that should have been extremely relaxing, I was so antsy that I drove 20 miles out of my way just so I could sing loudly in the dark car for a while longer. When that didn't prove enough to lighten my mood, I came home and now lay in bed, listening to depressing music, and typing an angst-ridden blog entry as if I were a black-clad teen whose boyfriend dumped her.
I think I have hormone problems. And I really need a chocolate chip cookie.