This kind of sucks...

I woke up in a funk today that I can't seem to snap out of.

One of those gloomy clouds seem to have settled right on top of me funks.

I don't know why,

Nothing is particularly wrong. In fact, they're pretty ok.

I'm just not ok. I knew it was starting yesterday when I pulled out Harry Potter.

Harry is kind of my depression go-to guy. We have an agreement. I lay in bed and drink Diet Coke while he fights Voldemort. And then we keep doing that for a couple of days until I feel better.

I haven't seen Harry in awhile. While I love his company, I can't really say I've missed him all that much.

I think it has a lot to do with my insomnia.
It has a little bit to do with Memphis getting older, and my fear of losing her, because really Memphis, at the end of the day, is all I have.
I think it has to do with having to work today, when I really needed a fucking weekend.

I don't know. I just hope that tomorrow, if Harry is around its because I want him there and not because I need him ;)