Attitude. It's what makes the world what it is, it is.

And I've got a pretty shitty attitude the last several days, and I really want to get out of it.

What really frustrates me... is that, when Karen gets down, I can usually bring her up. But when I get down, I bring her down with me. That's not the way the world is supposed to work, dammit.

Contributing to, or maybe resulting from (who knows?) my attitude is the fact that I still feel, physically, pretty shitty. I've not gotten over my bout last week with whatever it is/was, and I'm still feeling the effects/after-effects.

I got to sleep late last night, and again had a restless night with those same crummy dreams, the blah ones. No excitement in my dream life at all. How fucking pathetic.

20:40...
I've been trying all evening to think of something inspirational or just upbeat... and I've failed.

Time for bed, I guess, then. Tomorrow will be a better day...