I intended to write this morning. I really did. The subject matter was in relation to what happened to a friend of mine earlier today and of course, my brain went into this oh-no-you-don't mode. And believe me, trying to get yourself to write anything while in this state is fruitless. Everything I typed I kept over analyzing to the point where I would just erase it and start all over again. I think I repeated this process around four times until I finally called it quits. You know what the saddest part is? Now I'm in the mood to write. Buuuuuuut I have to get ready for bed because I have to work in the morning. Story of my life.