A new/familiar sort of calamity hits. It's peculiar, letting go of feelings you relate to (almost rely on) - such as feeling lost.

Today I did alot of window shopping and Playstation 3 contemplation.

After a semi-successful attempt at curing a cold with cocktails last night, this hazy lazy sunday afternoon left me looking out the window to wonder if I should stand up again today.

With my favourite beautiful creature napping, wrapped up in a blanket cocoon next to me, I have my doubts.