Sorry I've been on such an introspective bent lately. I'm trying to understand the world and my place in it. I'm trying to understand why I, a lovely, kind, and dynamic being, am not allowed to have what I want. I'm sure the Universe is working the way it's supposed to, but I'm pissed because it's not working the way I want it to. Positive thinking, while a great comfort most of the time, is not a miracle worker.
I suppose it's fitting that it's raining buckets here. Normally, that's something I enjoy immensely, but right now it's just reinforcing the mood.