Today is one of those days for me where I just feel like curling up in a ball and crying in a corner somewhere for no real good reason. It started yesterday to be honest at pole dancing class. I keep meeting all these gorgeous guys that are unavailable and/or uninterested, then at the same time I was doing some photography that didn’t go that well and even though it wasn’t really my fault I’m beating myself up about it. Last night’s encounter with my lust object didn’t help and today I feel like I’m best viewed in low light or from a distance just so your eyes don’t bleed. It’s all tragic and pathetic and I’ll snap out of it soon enough but it’s what’s going through my head today.