Life is sweet, for the most part. I fear for a few things (My job, your happiness, etc.) but that's the way things have to be, I guess.
Santa Cruz was fun. Lots of fun. I think I'm going to sleep on the beach someday.
I haven't really touched on the Mars Volta concert, but suffice it to say that it was amazing. Like, wow.
I should start walking again. It's pretty theraputic.
So when you ask "Was something wrong?"
And I think "You're damn right there is, but we can't talk about it now.
No, we can't talk about it now."