R.E.M. is drifting into my room, and has triggered a senseless sadness. Tears are streaming down my face.

It brought back those few years of painful childhood where I felt so horribly alone. I would lay in bed and listen to my dad's R.E.M. cd and cry. My childhood was largely very lonely, up until the teen years.

Anyway, my days here are limited. I will be writing from a different location this time next week.