Melancholy

I'm really not wanting to work today. And it has nothing to do with work. OK, maybe just a tiny bit, but that's not really the issue. The issue is that I'm feeling so very internal today (hence all the Mary Chapin Carpenter, which really just perpetuates it) that I don't want to interact with anyone today. Call me crazy, but I'd rather just sit and lose myself in music today than deal with people.

I think I probably need to get my light box out. That'll help, undoubtedly.