Life is basically life. Things haven't been too bad, though I've had a few misfortunes lately.
I'm in one of those moods where I wouldn't mind having something to be upset about, because it would make me feel like a character in a movie.
I have Charlie Brown Christmas playing right now, and I wish it was snowing, then it would be like Christmas.
And then there are the romantic fantasies about girls, in dreams, or just in a feeling that if I walked around town at midnight I would meet someone.
I experienced something a while ago which showed me all the flaws in such fantasies. At times, I'm almost annoyed by my capacity to feel. There's plenty I can enjoy in my life, but the romanticism in me say it's not enough.