Link woke up at 5:30 this morning. It's been raining since Sunday. I've had bad dreams for the past week and feel like I've been asleep on a bag of rocks when I get out of bed. Have you ever seen The Truman Show? I'm not exactly that paranoid, but I'm not exactly feeling %100 real these days either. Oh, and this has been my VACATION week. No work, but plenty of work.

I want to feel like I've been doing it right for myself, or at least OK'ish. But I don't. I feel like I've been shucking and jiving and as much as I loathe to believe it: I feel like I've been faking it. For me.

I don't feel good. But guess what?! I have too much to fucking do today (again) to focus on it.