I’ve been fighting a little depression lately. Things are not unmanageable yet, but my next few days will be super important to get things right.
It doesn’t help that it was hot as hell at work (you’d think an ice cream shop would be cool inside), and my fun-to-play D&D character had his funeral last night. I guess it’s a good thing that my gaming group liked Slappy the chaos gnome bard well enough that we roleplayed said funeral.
I don’t know. Feeling funny.
I saw The Fault in our Stars tonight, I am reminded about why I liked this romance narrative over any other romance narrative, in that the romance is not the be-all-end-all of the story, and that life goes on when romance goes south.
I can relate to that.
(I think I may be hard hearted though, since the only time I got misty-eyed was my single womanly tear during the pre-funeral scene)