2/7/06

So, I was watching 7th Heaven last night. (I don't normally watch the show, and probably won't watch it again anytime soon, because it has just become way too hokey.) Ruthie was dealing with some...depression...about a boy. She'd be doing okay, then someone would make a comment about afore mentioned boy, and she'd be back to being super depressed.

It just seemed kind of fitting as that is kind of where I am in life. Only mine isn't boy related. Mine's life related. I'll be doing okay. Not great, but able to make it through the day without thinking that my life is completely worthless. Then something happens, and I'm back to question my existence.

I've decided to move...well, along with some "guidence" from others. Everyday I question whether or not my moving is the right move. Whether my existence means something. This past weekend, I called 5 people. Only 1 answered the phone. None of the rest called me back. A couple other things happened that just make me wonder...well, it just makes me wonder.