Brought along an old friend who used to grace these blogpages quite often. Back in the day, in the old life. Quite different than the life I have now.
My camera zoom didn't want to co-operate, so I apologize.
They lost. But it was close. Kept us on our feet, screaming at 'em all.
For those of you who know me as a Raptor fan (which probably isn't many of you), you know Jose Calderon is my favourite. I defend the crap outta him.
He disappointed me last night, and I hate to admit it.
Win or lose, it's still fun to watch.
As for everything else?
The low days have hit again, and it seems to be because new situations unnerve me. Things are not at all as I thought they'd be when I came back to Toronto - I surely over-fantasized about my new happy life.
That, plus other things I don't have the energy to get into, have left me feeling unlike myself. Bad timing for the ol' depression to be my bedmate.
It's bad. And my positive self-given pep talks don't seem to working.
It has to get better though. I'm willing it.
Run 'n tell that.