I probably should have forced myself to work on projects, and maybe tired myself out a bit more. My head and I aren’t getting along this evening. I’m compelled to have some caffeine, because I’ve been purposely avoiding it, but, it’s late. Perhaps I can read for a bit and sleep. My head hurts enough that reading doesn’t seem plausible, unless it was a comic book. I watched Good Will Hunting for most the evening.

It’s nice to believe that some day, things will just feel right. Although, I don’t know. The possibility of everything still feels impossible to sort through. The most important thing to me continues to be finding a partner, as it has been for years. That makes me feel so alone, in so many ways.