I know that there may come a day when my life is through
Man. I am totally in a crappy mood this week. I'm feeling even more self-centered than usual (I'm not normally bad, am I? I try really hard not to let my "only child syndrome" show), and Family Law is finally getting to me. I made it this far without it depressing me, but the chapter on property division at divorce is wrecking my general boy-related giddiness. It could be the confluence of the material with hearing about some other people's depressing real-life relationship issues as well, but it's more likely my bad mood. I mostly blame the mood on nostalgia. I would really like to write, I think that may help, but--no time.