The playing of loud music didn't do any good to drown out thoughts tonight. In hopes that something else would, I drove aimlessly instead. Still, no good.

I left Geoff early tonight because I was sad. I didn't buy anymore Peach Smints because I was sad. I just wanted to drive, for music to bleed my ears of all the bad thoughts. The new Pop Unknown still makes me feel like I'm floating, and it did nothing in terms of making the bad in me disappear.

I'm stellar at creating my own irreversible problems, getting myself into jammies that I cannot get myself out of.