Angst

So today, someone was talking about my blog being "angsty." And I'm not really sure what to make of that. Certainly, this isn't exactly the happiest collection of thoughts ever, but it also isn't completely chock-full of so-called angst. Or at least, I don't consider it to be. Then again, that's very much subjective because I am the one writing all of it. Regardless, I found that slightly amusing, make of it what you will.

Hm...in other developments, I don't really have a concrete topic I want to be writing about, so I'm just spewing the contents of my mind onto the screen right now, wherever that may lead. I'm in a relatively good mood, although I guess there are undercurrents of hell knows what under all of that. Oh well, it happens. And I'm enjoying this while I can. Because me being me, it's not going to last very long.

Today is winding down, I'm tired, and I just stretched. So I guess this is going to be nearing the end of this rather low-quality, mildly annoying post. Ironic, isn't it, how the post I title "Angst" is probably one of the happiest ones I've written in a while? Well, life is interesting like that at times, so I'm just going to take it and go with it. On the (other) bright side, I get to sleep in 40 minutes tomorrow, which is always nice. So I think I'll be getting to sleep before this mood wears off, and to make the most of my extended sleeping opportunity. Good night.