Just sitting here in the middle of the night asking myself two questions:
1. Just how did I get so far down this wrong road; and
2. What the fuck was I thinking?
I'm trying to come up with a few resolutions tonight. How did I become so slavishly devoted to one woman? I've got to get over myself, and get over this whole fantasy. First resolution, buy a new guitar. Second resolution, start dating. This pining thing is for the birds, and as a subject matter it's pretty much exhausted.
