My binder was killing me today. I don't know why. Too much sweat I'd guess. Guh.
I got a shirt from my favorite bar yesterday. It made me happy.
I feel at a loss most days. I think I'm generally really happy, but, occasionally, I feel quite melancholy. I become easily distracted by other people's moods, whatever they may be. I become quite self critical. I doubt and second-guess myself. It's at these times when I wish that hugs could cure the world's pain. My own pain, the pain of those close to me. Everyone. I could really use a hug. Many, in fact.