i wish i was a baller

Today I feel especially sick.  I'm crawling out of my skin.  All I want to do is cry.  I'm trying to think of the words to express it and I can't.

There's nothing incredibly good going on right now, but nothing incredibly bad either.  I'm stuck in a holding period and I DO NOT do well with holding periods.  I feel like I'm going crazy.  

I write, obviously, but since I don't feel I can string together coherent sentences, it is not in my best interest to write right now.  I listen to music, I paint, I cross-stitch, I scrapbook, and just none of that seems worth doing right now. 

You know what I wish.  I wish I had a basketball net right now.  I would go outside and shoot hoops.  I'm actually pretty good at it.  

Yeah, that's what I would do.  

Mental note: buy an over the door basketball net. 

As for right now, I think I'll go watch the Diary of Anne Frank or something so I can just cry myself out of this crazy.