Things are meh. I can't enjoy much of anything without feeling extremely discontent about it. But I don't feel like talking about it because of shit that's too volatile for most people. hubski included, I guess. My streak of bad luck continues, in the sense that the one thing I find myself passionate about makes everyone else in the room uncomfortable. And I like anime, so that says something, heh. I dunno. There's a hazy filter over everything around me right now. Like those claritin clear commercials where everything's all grey. 'Cept there's no allergy pill to brighten things up in this situation.
When I was your age, I would get really hung up on philosophy, trying to understand things and making big theories. I don't usually share my most depressing thoughts with anyone. I used to get really upset, when theories fall apart. If I am really sad, I am living in my head. I am much happier, since realizing I will never understand everything. What about a sativa or DMT? (If you want me to leave you alone, I will. If you want me to listen, I will. There are plenty here who care.)