on the bathroom floor

I wonder when those hopes and fears will translate into reality. I'm always getting bummed over something these days. Always feeling this gaping hole somewhere. Life is a great great thing but it just sucks that way y'know. Sucks the way everyone's just so bloody depressed about all sorts of things worse than your situation that you feel guilty for feeling bad. It's either great or freaking alarming that a box of lasagna cheers you up a lot.