It's getting dark, my general stress level is high, I'm longing for adventures, and I have serious financial troubles: There are many reasons for me to be down - and lord knows the last few months haven't been easy - but I'm feeling quite alright (right now). Strangely, I have a thing where I romantisize things that are supposed to be bad. As if I know I'll look back at this time one day and think; 'God, it was all messed up, but it turned out alright. It made me go from there to there'. Maybe it's crazy, maybe it's basic survival technique, but it feels quite good.