Your browser does not support the video tag. You ever just wake up sad and you don't know why? I don't think I'm sad right now, but there might be some post-dream processing going on; even though I don't remember what I dreamt about last night. It's a sense of longing I feel, but I'm not sure exactly for what. Still, the longing itself is a weirdly comforting feeling. I think it's because it helps me feel motivated to do stuff—write, make art, tell someone I love them, that kind of thing. It's motivating, that unknown thing. Maybe if I keep writing, it'll help me get to that next phase in life, whatever it is. Sometimes it feels like talking in circles, but maybe that's okay. It's funny because right now, in this very moment, I don't have a greater thesis for you today—and there's that obligation I feel to do so, even though most entries circle around that greater theme of the lack in resolution. There's my desire to put something out, and honestly, I don't care if it's not a whole…
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