Nocturnal meanderings

Someone went walkabout last night. This is what happens when you keep everything "under control" for weeks then some nice therapist comes along and says "it's ok, you can let it all out" well yes for an hour and then you're on your own with it for a week or so left wondering if you weren't better off pretending and managing just the best way you can.

Feeling like the chap from Fight Club.. "People are always asking me if I know Tyler Durden."

"Hey, you created me. I didn't create some loser alter-ego to make myself feel better. Take some responsibility! "