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This song came on in the car whilst I was driving home from yoga. Was kinda apt.

Go find a jukebox and see what a quarter will do
I don't wanna talk I just wanna go back to blue
Feed's me when I'm hungry and quenches my thirst
Loves me when I'm lonely and thinks of me first
Blue is the color of night
When the red sun
Disappears from the sky
Raven feathers shiny and black
A touch of blue glistening down her back
We don't talk about heaven and we don't talk about hell
We come to depend on one another so damn well
So go to confession whatever gets you through
You can count your blessings I'll just count on blue
Blue is the color of night
When the red sun
Disappears from the sky
Raven feathers shiny and black
A touch of blue glistening down her back
Blue

(For those that might be interested it's by Lucinda Williams and is called Blue).

Nothing seriously wrong, well nothing new anyway and hoping like crazy it's gonna stay that way. Just getting a bit much with no help in sight. And part of me is feeling lonely, I'm missing the feeling of safety I'd get when I'd curl up with my ex. Knowing I could completely let my hair down, behave like an idiot and still be liked, even loved for it. Guess I really need to get over my unsuitable guy, even knowing he'd only be interested in sleeping with me doesn't stop me from not really looking at another guy. It's ridiculous, I'M ridiculous!

Meh, comfort eating and movies is sounding way appealing. Tomorrow I'll try and get out of this rut, I hate me when I'm like this.