i really feel like everything's getting too rough to take as of late. just waking up seems to take more effort that what it's really worth. i love the days i wake up, don't get me wrong, but it takes so much effort to roll out of bed and know that i have to either go to a job i loathe or have nothing to do. getting out of the house just isnt what it used to be. things just keep getting more and more solitary for me, it seems. i'm crossing my fingers and hoping things just fall into place soon. i wont lie, i think my life would be better if there was just another warm body next to mine at night occasionally. loneliness really is a silent killer.