2007-09-20 - 5:57 p.m.
deep blue funk
jude's father died the past weekend and it put me into a deep funk. truth be told i was already kinda funky, so i'm guessing that my deep blue funk is just wallowing in misery.
that being said? what does it matter? i'm in a terrible funk. it seems impossible to speak it aloud, so i guess i'll have to wallow in it. it's rather miserable, and i'm not liking it at all, but i can't find but moments to get out of it.
perhaps if i hadn't turned into such a cranky old lady i'd be able to turn those few moments of happiness into something resembling dealing with shit, but right about now? i'm pretty freaking miserable.
this too will pass, eh?
hope springs eternal.
