I'm back in Urbana, and it's like 3:30 or so, and I'm feeling very lonely. Lately I've been thinking that I'm some kind of co-dependent, even though I abhor the concept. I'm dependent on something, that's for sure. I do feel very sad when I'm alone for too long...and too long can often be a very short amount of time. Is this blog thing some kind of therapy? Am I subtly letting the 1 or 2 people that actually read this know how I feel? Not likely. I was also thinking about that...the complex layers of deception that I maintain with my friends, family, and myself. I'm inclined to think that most people are that way, but maybe I only think that out of guilt. In the end all of the introspection makes me feel that I'm very narcissistic, which is way depressing on its own. Either way, I'm ok, and not anyone to be worried about, that's for sure. My own narcissism will prevent my self-destruction by necessity.