Apr. 28th, 2007

Wow. This past week's House was pretty powerful. It would figure I'd watch the one depressing episode of the show on a night like tonight.

Sometimes I just want to give up.

Today is one of those times.

Sometimes I have absolutely no idea what keeps me going. Pure inertia? Guilt? Fear of failure or disappointment? Or is there actually some buried part of me that genuinely does want what I'm in pursuit of, but just gets tripped up every now and again?




Yada yada. At least the pity party post was short.


I'm going to go soak in the tub.
What the fuck is wrong with me?

Why am I crying?

Will these sorts of nights ever go away for good? I appreciate their general sparseness of late, but I wouldn't mind them disappearing forever.


Fuck the tub. I'm going to bed.

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