November 29th, 2004

Dark Baby


I am presently roller-coastering between highs and lows, emotionally, with a speed that defies even a hint of thinking about it long enough to calculate. No, I'm not at all happy about it, in fact, if I were to stabilize long enough to give it more than the passing whim, I might go so far as to curl up in a corner, pull something heavy and dark over my head, and begin to make mewling noises that would put drowning baby kittens to shame. Why I have still not talked to my doctor about medicating my sorry ass is beyond me.

Or maybe I'm just feeling sorry for myself. Or not. Or whatever.

Hey, hope YOUR day is good.