August 17, 2003.
maybe this will help.
a wave of depression clouds over me and won't be washed away even by the tingling of the hot water droplets falling on my back in the cold bathroom.
maybe it's the early university workload. maybe it's the fact that i haven't talked to ham in two days. maybe it's that my mother's here, and i can't hang out with her.
maybe it's none of these, maybe it's nothing. i don't know. i just feel that it's time for a change, to change something, in my life. maybe to go back five years ago. maybe to go ahead five years. i don't know what i want. i think i need someone to help me.