Maybe the day began good. I don't remember.
Maybe at some point I felt fine. I don't remember.
Now.. I'm just miserable. Why? Not really sure.
There is, at the moment an empty space that needs to be filled, and I'm feeling a bit desperate. Not desperate like in "I could do anything" but more like I just need something, but still in my nice litte boundries.
God forgot to give me social abilities.

At some point I felt fine. When hands and other bodyparts (heads, legs, elbows?) collided over a few cards. Violence is fun.