"Cath... she stands, with a well intentioned man,
But she can't relax, with his hand on the small of her back..."
What is there to say here?
Besides the massive hangover that I endured yesterday, it was a good day. Today was fine up until about 15 minutes ago. Somehow life can change just that quickly.
When battling depression... well, I guess I don't really "battle" it, the only thing I really do to cope with it is try and involve myself in as many Monkey shows as possible - they honestly make me feel like I've got a good dose of Zoloft in my system... when battling depression, it's easy to go from 10 to 1 very quickly.
Disappointment is my biggest ache.
Who am I kidding? I have high expectations of everyone, of myself and the whole entire world.
I'm perpetually disappointed.
