It's kinda depressing how the first thing I do when I start my day is reach for my bottle of prozac....oh well. You are who you are.

I just woke up from the most awful nightmare I've ever had in my life. I woke up sobbing.

You will always be my best friend before anything else.

I've got so much on my mind. I just want him here with me.

I'm getting really tired of chasing this one. I'm seriously at a loss for what to do. Why is this happening? Do I just not care enough? Do I not care at all? I'm just tired in general. Maybe once I'm done with work for the week we can get the ball rolling again. And then I leave on tuesday... Sigh. Oh well.