mourning

i know the feeling that has taken over me quite well. often i'm happy and content and ready for anything. but then there are these dark depressions, sluggish moments, where everything seems bleak and finite and pointless.

i am leaving for Boston tomorrow to see friends, but part of me wants to stay in New York alone and face whatever it is that is stopping me from enjoying my life completely.

really, though, it would just involve listening to a lot of jeff buckley and robi rosa, so it's probably best that i just shut up and go see Maru.