I went skating this morning. Alone. For two hours. I even walked to CIF and back. Met Ed and Ingrid there. Mostly eventless.

I just had an incredibly horrible afternoon and evening. The thing is, I couldn't figure out exactly why. Well, my legs were sore, so that's one factor playing throughout the evening. However, there was something else that was bothering me, and I couldn't pinpoint what it is. I was in the sound control room, and suddenly I just felt like all that laughter in the sanctuary was so annoying and meaningless, and I just wanted to isolate myself from the crowd just like before. Maybe I was really tired, but there's something mental or spiritual in addition to the physical pain. I just want to cry. Even after the dinner at Swiss Chalet (which I didn't quite enjoy), even after I got home just now, I still felt the same bothersome thing, unable to figure out what's going on in my mind. It is indeed very frustrating.

So to conclude, no, I'm not ok, thank you very much.