I can't figure out whether I feel empty or just black-hole lonely right now--or a bit of both. I was fine last night, but tonight is a completely different story. I don't like these dynamics, they don't seem promising at all. This isn't something to be treated, but eradicated. I'd find a cure myself but I can barely eat the leftovers from yesterday's pot. It isn't much improvement if you can't sustain a relatively normal life, isn't it? What do I know? Ah, just voicing some personal things out there for no particular reason.