Have I ever been happy? If I was, would I know it? Has there ever been a time when I was content for more than just a few moments?
It's time for some change, but what changes to make and where I want to be in the end have yet to be decided. Besides, it's best that I don't decide on what I want, that never works out for me anyway.
Blah. Best that I put my best face forward today. I've got random people that I'm spending time with that I don't know. Better that I not be all angry and pissed off at the world when that happens. At least then there'll be a chance that I'll have a good time in spite of myself. Maybe.