I have exactly 3 weeks before I wander off streets aimlessly with sign "Will do anything for food/money" in my hand and join a group of people with rugged looks. Yes, I kid you not.
I want to think or believe that things eventually will come around and get its way but for now, I am too depressed and hopeless to have the energy to even believe.
Please pray for me dear readers, if you care. Now, if you excuse me I want to weep and cry (silently)