  Entirely Uninspired It's Sunday - I have to go to work tomorrow, I've done nothing all day, and I can't seem to shake some intangible, immutable, unnamed fear. It's just something that's been infecting me, like a disease of overanalyzation and dramatization. I can't unlove. There's only one person I ever truly loved and lost, and it took me almost a year to get over her, and all we did was kiss a few times.
Perhaps hope is my problem - I just have too much of it, if there is such a thing. If there exists any possibility within the realm of reality I nurture it, I encourage it and maybe this is the problem. Maybe all it takes is time. Maybe it takes distance. Maybe it just takes something I don't have, or can't do.
Any help here would be appreciated - I just can't seem to figure this one out..... Rachel, Kristin, Amanda, Caitlin, Allison..... these names echo in my mind as lost opportunities and future hopes, and I can't dismiss them. I have no control here, and I'm out of control. Song: Losing Hope, by Jack Johnson Movie: The Jackal Book: Wonder Boys, by Michael Chabon 
