Each Day is a New Day.

This is what I have to keep telling myself, that each day is indeed a brand new day. I've always been rather fond of the Late Late Show theme song, in which Craig Ferguson declares, "Tomorrow's just your future yesterday." The statement is entirely true, but it's so hard to comprehend when you are in the moment, and fearing what comes next.

I've been in a pretty decent mood lately. Only later in the day today did I really start to feel a little sad. It really started to sink in when the girl of my dreams told me that she was lonely. The fact that I am not somebody that can alleviate her loneliness just made me feel somewhat worthless. But, this is a feeling I'm very much acclimated to, so I'm trying to just brush it off somehow. Other than that, not much else is going on.

People seem to like my hair cut. The only reason I bring this up is because I was able to retrieve my sweatshirt that I left at the haircut place in the mall over a week ago. I'm very happy that it was still there, as it is my favorite hoodie. I was also able to sell a phone towards the end of the night, and have my customers most likely coming back to me on Saturday in order to add another line. So, not everything is all that bad.

Also, I just got a text from Ragen. We may be hanging out tomorrow night. I'm not sure what that will entail, but it doesn't much matter to me. My new mission is to make sweet love with any girl that will have me. I need to feel, I need to be touched, I need to connect with somebody. I've been so alienated for months, no real contact from anybody. I haven't even kissed somebody in awhile, and it's ridiculous. People are too conservative in the ways of love, I believe. I think that sex is beautiful, and I think people are just a bit too stuffy in this country. Maybe I should've been European and had casual sex all day with everybody, because that's all they do over there (lol).

I would go on a bit, but I think I'm just going to try to sleep. This is the third or fourth night in a row that I texted my (or somebody else's, actually) fair lady and asked if I could call her to say goodnight. This is always greeted with no response. Maybe I should start taking the hint. The problem is, I know that I need her, but I also feel like she could use me. Not that she needs me, but I think that together things could be much brighter in the future. My hope is fading fast, though, so I have to scour the rest of the world for a mate.

Hopefully some fun stuff will be happening soon. I'm trying to get a few people together, including Julie and Joey, to go to Roseland Ballroom on May 20th to see Armin van Buuren. That will be a nice treat. I haven't seen him play his own show in years, and it would be quite a tribute to this new journey that I'm embarking on.

Well, more in the morning most likely, as I have off, and have nothing better to do. Good night.