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You know that kind of mood where every single thing you think of, there's something about it that makes you feel unhappy? No matter where your thoughts turn: vast, overwhelming sense of ick? I'm in that mood. I feel awful. Awful, awful, awful. I don't even particularly know why. It's nothing, but it's everything. Nothing's any good. Or else, I'm no good, and that's why everything seems bad. Yuck. Also, I feel like there's no good reason for me to feel this way. Therefore I feel like I shouldn't. Yet, just telling myself to buck up isn't really successful.