This whole Japan nuclear power plant thing is freaking me out. The wind blows this way, and it's only a matter of time before tiny bits of fallout end up over here. By the time we realize how it's made an effect in our lives, it'll be too late.
Every late winter I feel like this. Crappy. It will pass soon, and I need to remember this or else I'll end up making an impulsive decision. One more year at this. That's one more year of not sleeping. One more year of not being around the family enough. Is it worth it?