Tara, good for you for meeting all your goals! Bizi, congrats on another day alcohol-free and exercising to boot!

I've been all over the place today. I was happy, then despair, then neutral and then despair again. I remind myself that it is Sunday, the worst day of the week and that it's late at night, the worst time of day. At least i got a laundry done. One day at a time. This too shall pass. Actually, i saw the latter tattooed in elegant script on the inner forearm of a young man on the bus last Summer. I thought it was really cool.

I wish i could write. Stories, i mean. But i can't even tell jokes aside from one-liners. I keep a journal. I write in it several times a day but it's just notes about what i did. I wish i could write creatively. I've tried to take Creative Writing at night school twice now. Once i went to one and a half classes and the other time i went to one class. I have "Poetry for Dummies" in my cupboard. I've gone to a writer's circle and tried the exercises but my writing is all concrete and wooden and embarrassing compared to the other writers' creations. Sigh!

The Nightly Despair is heavy upon me tonight.