I've just finished watching the movie Closer. It's a horrible movie, but brilliant all the same. It's quite possibly brilliant because of the state of mind I am in at this current moment.

The song "The Blower's Daughter" by Damien Rice keeps playing on repeat.

Yesterday, J and I broke up. That's all I am saying.

I'm fine. I'll be fine. I have to deal with it in my mind. I don't know what I'll do. I don't know what I will think at any given moment. My thoughts go off on tangents.

I've emptied my room of him and his things, his pictures, him. I've been watching movies and Monk Season Two episodes.

And so I am starting back from scratch. I don't know what to do with myself right now.