Mixture of things.

Hi.

Hi.

I hate these feelings...of lack of control...these blind impulses them seem to guide and dictate my actions...there is nobility in them...somewhere but I find it harder to see.

I just want to do the right thing by God's and Love's sake...it's a pity I'm so blind without my glasses that I do not see the truth when it is just within grasp.

Am I...sad?
No that is not it.
Disappointment...followed by uncertainty.

Certainly I cannot wait to feel better.
Leading to whatever this maybe may be.

I confuse myself by over thinking about over thinking.

Only two more Dark Tower novels left and then I'm free!

I can't tell if I'm feeling better or if the house of cards is getting ready to catch fire and explode.

High empathy levels mean that people make me sad. =/