When things are going okay, all I can do is self-destruct.

Now that I've officially missed my sleep window, I just need to say that I shouldn't have to feel this way. I talk to you and you think you know what I'm going through, but you have no idea. And I just keep getting worse.

Do you listen to me at all?

I'm sorry. Did I offend you in some way? Does asking, "how are you doing today" warrant scowls and one word answers? Is there a reason you walk away when I walk up? Do I smell? Your job is to go to the first register you see that needs help. That doesn't mean the first one you see that has someone you know or like on it. It doesn't work that way. So confused.

Everything is so beautiful tonight. There's this real, low-hanging moon in the sky, almost a half, but still a crescent. It's red in the sun's light and you can literally see where the earth is blocking the light. Then, we came across a young male and female deer couple. And they were so frail looking. Pretty, little things.