I tuned in to Launchcast radio just now and, to match my mood, “Love Song” is on. How fitting. My mood is as dark as The Cure.

I am fed up with things. I am fed up with the weather and something is missing. It is a feeling much like the one you get when you go on a trip and go through the house seven times trying to think of anything that you could have forgotten to pack. Something that you absolutely cannot live without.

I don’t know what comes over me sometimes. I am craving something. I just can’t put my finger on it.
I have spent my entire Saturday in bed, all cozy and warm, watching sappy chick flicks and feeling like a complete waste of flesh. I feel fat and disgusting. Bored and lonely. Hopeless, tired, angry, and kind of…bitter. What the hell is my problem?

I haven’t answered my phone today. I don’t feel like talking or listening or thinking…I feel like being…invisible. Is that SO much to ask?