Was busy today, which was nice, and it was a good day emotionally at work. But this morning, when I was awake in bed before getting up, I felt depressed and anxious for my future. I got thinking; where am I going and how will my life end? Will I physically be able to make a move to another part of the country in a few years from now like I want to?

Lately I feel like my friend is depressing me more than making me feel better. He's all that I got, but I wish someone else would come along. I know that I have been saying that for quite a while.