Monday - blue Monday night
Sometimes it just feels bad

...and for no particular reason at all. It just feels soooo depressing to get back "home", to a totally empty flat. I'm not scared of being alone, not at all. But I wish I could choose when...

And I can't... There's a lot in my life I can't do much at all about. I just have to deal with it, and learn to survive these days and evenings, and hope for better days, and that these better days aren't too far away.

So, give me this fucken Genie in a bottle and grant me the wishes! PLEASE! I have a burning desire inside......