Getting there: I’m bored. Oh wait, I’m depressed.

That pernicious apathy is back. I think I’ve had too many nervous system disturbances the last two weeks. My heart rate jumps quickly and I feel the icy blast of hormones in my veins, and then I cry for a second, and then….nothing. What if I’m drawing these weird, uncomfortable, adrenaline inducing moments to me unknowingly for some masochistic reason? What if everything is just happening TO ME and I have no control to draw anything to me? Either way, don’t really care. It all feels pretty pointless at the moment.

Side note: why are there 8+ synonyms for heavy crying (weep, bawl, keen, etc.) but there is NOTHING in the English language to describe the sweet release of one lone tear? Grossly inadequate.