*sigh*. I'm in a funk. I'm laying in bed, trying to sleep, and I just feel my heart sinking. That episode of 30 days effected me more profoundly than I expected.
I feel like I'm spoiled. There are people, sleeping out on the street, right now. And I'm sitting home watching television on my wall with a projector.
What the hell. That's just not right. That's just not right.