i don't really feel like writing a blog, but i guess i feel as though a sequence of events, events that are not really even all that significant - at least in part because they are not related to me, but because they happen and they happen all around me. Friend find out information that send them on emotional rollercoasters and they cry. They cry and share this information with me -- and okay, it's really not that detrimental, except for the fact that it is to them and that makes it so. I'm usually really good at listening, but sometimes i'm not sure how good i am at comforting.
I'm still at a happy place. No in a happy place. It would be nice to share that.
Come to think of it, it would also be nice to sleep eight now.
Sorry this is a rant.