Where you try to make the best of something but more layers of crap just keep piling ontop of it? That's how I'm feeling right now. I don't even know why, I'm usually so hopeful. I've pushed my paranoia to the side for a bit. But it keeps lapping up at me like an ocean's wave. I can't seem to get it right. Life just keeps hammering that in. And the past keeps slapping me in the face.

I'll just keep on moving then. I suppose it's all I can do. Today is only one day, after all. Lets hope tomorrow is better. I don't wanna get in a slump again.

Random Fact of the Journal:
A group of cats is called a clowder.