The story of how we survived the last weekend of August 2011, barely... and never wish to go through anything like that ever again.
"May you live in interesting times.." - Terry Pratchett
Starting to get the blues. Dark mornings, grey skies, and bright flourescent lights all contributing to my feeling of ennui. I love the rain and the breeze but I would love it better if I got some light. Work just doesn't have as much joy as usual. Dark thoughts flit on the horizon and I'm left wondering if I'm paranoid, depressed, or simply human.