tis the season to be jolly

but I kinda want to crawl into a hole and hide for a while.

Sometimes, I have inexplicably bad days that sound as if they are going to be awesome but end up sucking the rear end of a particularly flatulent baboon.

I feel hurt, but at the same time I kind of feel like I deserve it. So I can't do anything about it. So I'm hiding in my room.

I'm confused. I don't know whether I should be running far in the opposite direction or trying to dig my heels deeper into the ground.

I'm also kind of frustrated.

Because today, I had to fight myself alone. And for the first time in a while,

I lost.