I just don't know. It really is just a random bout of depression. I mean, I felt it kind of in the background all day, but I thought I'd be fine and then all of sudden (about an hour and a half ago) it just took a step to the front. I don't even know why, and I'm not like overly sad or anything. I just don't feel like dealing with anyone, or anything. I'm even having trouble typing this journal post because I couldn't really gaf, but I have nothing to do and I figure trying to at least attempt doing something is better then wallowing in a dull misery.
But I really don't know what to do, I mean I practically closed myself off for an entire hour thinking it would go away with some solitude. But if anything, it just leveled off into a depressed realization that I'm stuck with this until something makes it go away. Which is practically nothing, so I'm stuck with it until either tomorrow morning, or tomorrow afternoon, and both suck because I have to work tomorrow and it's too late to call off.
But what's even the point in calling off? Easy, there isn't one. None. At all.
And I'm sorry for dumping this on you, but really. Who reads this damned thing anyways? It's probably just like four people who spam click the journal entries to make the view count rise.
It doesn't even matter though.
You guys never say anything.
How lucky I am, ninja readers. Even if I address you guys out front you just read past it probably thinking "Oh she doesn't really want us to respond, she just wants a high view count."
Well actually, that's completely wrong.
I'd rather have say one or two readers who actually responded to an out front question/statement than a bunch of ninja readers.
No interaction is just...
A waste of time.
Most of the time when I say something or ask something for you guys specifically, I did just for you guys. To see if someone decided to respond, but no one ever does.
I could even stop talking to you guys.
Just post journal entries where I don't even try to connect with you guys.
**2015 EDIT**
Jeez.
I don't know whether to feel sorry for myself and start looking for that bat again.
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