Have you ever found yourself in a situation and wondered, how did I get here?  And by that time, there’s no way out.
If so, I can relate.

I went down to LA to clear my head, knowing that there’s a problem that I need to solve, something in my life that needs to end, to change.  I know the right answer.  My head knows, but my heart does not agree.  So I feel trapped.  I don’t know how I got to where I am, but I don’t see myself getting out.  So I’m stuck.

But maybe that’s okay for now.  Because my heart has found something.  It’s the wrong something.  It’s a distraction.  But it’s something.

And I’m exhausted, and I’m in bed, so that’s all I have to say.  I’ll stay my vague self for a little while longer now.