h2g2 The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy: Earth Edition

I work alone in a converted darkroom. This is not very good for my mental state.

I have to work in the dark too often, taking pictures with sensitive digital equipment (no need for developing anymore). The only light in the room is the screen I'm looking at now. It's very cold in here too. It must be 60 degrees Farenheit.

I sit here, and the coldness, darkness, and loneliness seeps into my thoughts. I think about cold, dark, and lonely things.

I miss my ex-girlfriend.

I'll never get into grad school.

I'll never find anyone to love.

I can't get work done here. My thoughts won't focus on a single useful thing.

No, this isn't rock bottom. I've been there and it almost killed me. But I seem to be getting closer. I feel like I'm sliding in again. I have to get a foothold.