zotz | Nothing.

I don't really know what to say. Every so often I feel that nothing I do or know or say or have really justifies the process of going on living. Usually I keep this to myself, but I do think that I should actually say this at least once. I probably won't mention this again, but bear in mind that it happens moderately regularly. Silence does not equal cheerfulness.

Captain's log, supplemental :

That long walk home's a killer. There's far too much time to think - which, asI always say, only causes trouble and should be avoided. Still, things are generally better in the morning, and today's no exception. Sleep is my friend, and I've some old and valued friends to see - for the first time in more than a year for one, and about three years for the other.