It’s interesting how quickly things can change. How feelings you forgot you really had can come bubbling forth after you’ve suppressed them in the most unexpected situations. I’ve had one such week. I was always doing something, and always hoping I’d be around certain people. My head is definitely spinning.

He who hesitates is lost.

I’ve moved back into my weird brooding stage. I don’t know. Maybe this is my bipolar downswing. I just feel like I feel things too intensely for my own good and so I kind of do this shut in thing. I work a lot and don’t go out because I have to work so much. Maybe that’s just being grown up. Hell I don’t know.

The finger tips of my left hand hurts. He left me his guitar.