I'll see how tomorrow goes, but as of now, I'm more confused as I lay down to rest than when I rose this morning. Oh, and I've decided my next obsession is Jacob Riis, the photographer/author from the early 1900s. He wrote How the Other Half Lives to get rich people out of their bubble of superiority and see the word around them for what it was: Pretty messed up! I'd say we could use another Jacob right about now. Anyway, confusion. I have been discussing my issues with my panel of assistants in life, or in layman's terms, my friends. They have almost always differed in opinions concerning me and the best choices for me, but on this issue I have found that I am seen a different way than I could have imagined. Apparently, some people think I'm, even subconsciously, a conniving, maniacal, selfish, psychopath! Now you, Dear Reader, though you have never met me, please agree with me that I don't read like a psychopath, do I? I just don't know anymore. I'm finding myself keeping my mouth shut and shutting certain people out as of late. I have good reasons to do so, but it still feels wrong. Now there are even fewer people who will put up with me! Curses. I could do something productive with my time, but these past few weeks I just haven't felt motivated to really do much, especially academic related. I plan to attempt to make amends with my Knight in Shinning Armor tomorrow, if he'll bite. Start with a "Hey, Stranger" and go from there is my plan. That leaves it open for him to accept or decline. But I've just had it pointed out that I'm still not exactly over my last trist. Maybe I should wait until that's dead and buried a little longer. I'm so CONFUSED!! At least music is still there for me, as always. I should quit complaining, I'm still alive, aren't I?
Allons-y!
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