A proper storm out tonight. The rain is making such a racket, wind beating against the sides of the house. I feel a little nervous, a little manic, a little sad. I'm playing with a bear claw necklace, a gift from someone who hated me, and thinking about taking it apart, thinking dark thoughts about myself and my place among things.

This house is just so loud in the rain, or the rain is that hard. Today was sort of just little disappointments, things I shouldn't overthink, or should improve my attitude about. I worked out, but didn't run, and that's probably half my current issue, but like I said: it was raining. Do you ever notice my sentences go on too long?

I'm looking forward to a nice cool grey Tuesday.