oh, wait, of course there are things to complain about. hahaha. no, not complain, just muse about with a grimace on my face. like: all this talk of love today. on the radio, on tv, in my course readings, everywhere. and not just about relationships but about "true love". so, therefore, i've been thinking about that today and it's tough. b/c it makes me think about my bluddy fucking identity and self-doubt and things like that. ergh. However, as Oprah said (one has to watch oprah when sick; it's a rule), these things, such as heartbreak and self-doubt, happen to almost everyone, and though you feel like you're alone in it when it's happening to you, you know it's happened to many many other people. whoo, suffering! hahar. but you know, it happens. i just hope everyone's getting some good art out of it.