Analysis

I've been having some strange dreams lately, some frightening others confusing. I don't know if they're meaningful or just subconscious thoughts presented in some twisted pose. My anxiety is at an all time high; I've never felt so manic. I know I'm not being a decent person, I'm just flailing about in the ocean trying to hold on to water. I hope everyone is saved. I hope everyone can redeem themselves. I hope the weather gets nicer. I hope I grow up. I hope they stop doing construction outside of my window every morning and I hope the helicopters hovering around Manhattan all lose lift. I hope my mom can be happier. I hope my girlfriend can be happier. I hope I can be happier. Most of all I hope I'm not alone when it happens.

After all the bullshit, here are some cute kitties: