I feel the way you would...

It's like... I don't know. Two really good days; ocean salt on my skin, new clothes in the drawer, this feeling that maybe things will find a way.. and then this morning it's like I can't even bring myself to look in the mirror. All I wanted to do today was write... but instead I'm in the throes of some sort of relapse, some kink in the hose keeping the water from coming out.

I can't find a CD that isn't making me feel worse.

    I need to get out of here for a while.