It’s the week­end… I should be happy the week is over and that I get a short break before Mon­day… right? Wrong. I do not know why I’m not even a lit­tle bit more opti­mistic, because it’s depress­ing, actu­ally. I really need to stop lis­ten­ing to depress­ing music… it’s become a sort of bad habit.

I was asked to go to some Sanc­tus Real con­cert, how­ever I’m really not up for the drive to Philadel­phia, so I’m just not going to go. I’m not quite sure what I’m doing with myself for the rest of the day and tomor­row, but I’m sure I’ll find some­thing. Appro­pri­ately, I’ll leave you all with a line from “No Longer” by Phil Joel, “No Longer, no longer, will I site back and watch the world slowly slip away. No longer, no longer, do I have any­thing to lose, worth more than what You’ve given me. I strain my voice, whis­per­ing truth… from the books I read, and other peo­ples’ views; but at the end of the day, what dif­fer­ence does it make?“

Later all.