Meh.

Today is an "off" day.  I'm feeling off mentally, physically, and socially.  I'm avoiding my housemate and my friends because I'm terrified I'm going to be set off by the tiniest little thing.

My head hurts from all this thinking and from holding back all of this emotion.

But at the same time, I'm emotionless.  I'm not feeling anything, really.  The strongest desire I have is to lay on the floor and stare at the ceiling. 

So happy fucking Saturday.