Haven’t been feeling quite like myself lately. I’m usually cheery, optimistic, happy even in the face of disheartening events. But now, I don’t wake up excited. I get to work not anxious to start creating something meaningful. I go home at night too jaded to do anything worthwhile. I sleep early because I’d rather dream than be awake. I just feel like everything’s slipping away from underneath my feet. I know I have to snap out of this. I just don’t know quite how yet. Especially when I somehow feel so alone in this great big city.