RE: Here's for what's to come.

I really wasn't in a good space. At the jamsession, an acquaintance from town approached me, just wanted to let me know how I felt and that he was in the same situation for many years. It broke me. We went out and I cried, he obviously felt bad about it, but there was nothing I could do.

Later went out with a friend of mine, to destroy myself a little. That worked great. He always knows how to get me into other thoughts, although we're not in touch as often as we used to.