yesterday i was in the darkroom for a few hours and today im going for a couple more. it relieves my stress. i feel like no one gets it. well, mike does. but everyone else just is off doing their own thing, consumed with themselves. i guess it might be too much to ask others to care. i don't even know what to say, its so useless. i feel like im back to after summer 2005, begging for people to listen to me. and i can't do that. you have no fucking clue how it feels, how heavy that is. whatever.