The Dirty Ground

I seem to have a lot on my mind today. None of which I feel entirely comfortable talking about here, or talking about with other people. Hell, I'm not entirely comfortable with the conversation in my own head. This leaves me with very few outlets. Maybe it is time to bring out the art supplies again. I feel a bit like a head case today even though I really have no logical reason to be. Damn, I can't even take the easy way out and blame it on my period.