aaaaaaaaand break!
I'm able to better pinpoint the looming cloud over me to a sense of regret of stepping directly into the shoes I left about a year ago. Really, that has to be it. But there are definite big, fat, shining rays of sunniness breaking through that cloud, and they come in the form of playing a couple of rounds of air hockey with Silvi (ok, so she kicked my butt, but not without the GREAT help of me knocking the puck into my own goal an embarrassing amount of times), catching up with old bosses (though one of them said that my most marketable skill is "rubbing people the wrong way" but what she really meant is that I'm well-versed in sarcasm. Strike 2.) and running into one of my most-favortist curly-headed people from freshman year of college, and catching up with him over boba.

These are the things that make me feel a little bit more like the Me I know, not the Me I seem to be these days.