Feeling Gravity's Pull

I feel so vulnerable lately. I take everything so seriously; I am unsure of my judgment--I second- and triple-guess myself on everything. I can't tell if people are joking or being serious. Or rather, I can tell, but I don't trust what I think. I am in disarray.

Maybe it's the change in the seasons, the sun setting earlier--and I'm always so cold lately, a chill spreading from inside.

Sadpants.

I think I finally figured out why the death of Steve Irwin makes me sad. Normally, when some famous person dies, I feel bad for their family, etc., but I don't feel personally sad--not the case this time. I think the reason is that he was so goofy, and I can relate to that.