I'm not enjoying the random sadness that randomly permeates my days.  I'll be sitting there reading a book and all of a sudden I'll feel this unignorable urge to break into tears.  It's really weird and it makes me very melancholy and anti-social.  For example, today I was supposed to go to Theatrix in the morning, LU Jazz Singers at 3:30 and Rags in the evening.  It currently appears that all I will be doing is going to Rags (don't have to socialize during a show... not really anyways).  But I don't get why.  I feel so disjointed... disconnected from everyone.  And I really really miss being able to spend time with Cameron.  All I want to be able to do is take 24 hours, curl up in his arms and sleep.  But, if wishes were horses, beggars would ride.

Later.