my mood? ...well, let's look outside my window.

"How are you feeling tonight, Shandi?"

Well, I'm a very sad lady, tonight.
My friend, Logan tells me I reflect the weather.

Tonight's forecast : rain.
Tomorrow : possible thunderstorms.

I hear that later on in the week, we're to expect snow.
What's funny is that it was in the high 70s just yesterday.
Then, as if the wind could sense tragedy coming into my life, it began to pick up - and now, the crack in my window is letting excess rain pour onto my bedroom floor.

If what Logan says is true... then, no wonder I feel so bipolar lately.
I need to escape Kentucky and go to a place where the weather is the same every season of the year. What's that? There's no such place?
Well, God simply must be slacking.

Looking back at the events that occured tonight, I wouldn't be suprised if I woke up in a room filled with water that came from that crack in the window that the old man downstairs refuses to fix.

In fact, I 'd be suprised if I woke up at all.