So, I think I got something nailed down for sure. I only get depressed and pensive when I'm alone. I know that must sound normal, but that's basically the reason for the tone of a lot of my earlier thoughts. Yea, the idea is all the same, but my expressing it the way I did just makes things seem a lot worse than they really are.

All in all, I think I need to come to terms with the fact that I am a social being. I love being surrounded by people; constantly doing, feeling, interacting - it's practically what I breathe.

Almost always when I come home a wave hits me, things change, dimensions shift, and I just get in a rut. To the point where instead of being in the shower right now, I checked my email, checked who was online, checked journals for updates, and no am updating mine. Which makes me afraid that this might be more than a need, this might be a condition: the opposite of social anxiety?

When I move, I am going to make sure I have a roomate next time - either that or make sure I live in an area where the tenants don't have to be 21+.

So, anyone plan on visiting me anytime soon??? =D