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3/6/00



I'm in a hole right now and I don't know why.

I can't really say I'm in a funk 'cause I'm not depressed and I'm not in a "sucking void" kind of place either.

I just feel like I've fallen down the rabbit hole and can't quite see what's going on around me.

I suppose that's allowed considering everything that is going on right now.

I'm allowed to be overwhelmed from time to time, right?

Or it could just be the plague. That's been here this week.

I just feel kind of disconnected and tired.

I don't feel bad or good.

All of my emotions are kind of mediocre.

I'd imagine this is what a Prozac nightmare feels like.

All I know is that I don't like it and I hope I snap out of it soon.

It's bad when (you'r not hung over and )you're thinking, "All I want to do is go home and go to bed," at a quarter to one in the afternoon.

That might have something to do with the fact that it's Lundi Gras and I'm not in New Orleans. Bacchus and Orpheus will roll without me.

Oh, bother.

Hopefully tomorrow will be better.




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