I feel confined.

So, in waking up this morning, after having Travis come home from his new job, I realized just how depressed I feel. After being literally obliterated emotionally by Ed, the owner of Tim Horton's in Victor, this feeling hasn't gone away. I want to do nothing but lay in bed, or lounge around in my Buffalo State sweatpants. Nothing more. I don't want to job hunt, I don't want to go outside and enjoy the beautiful weather... I just want to sleep. And it's a horrible feeling. I feel empty inside, and slightly defeated. Because just when I thought I was going to make good for myself, and go out, get a job, and do well for myself... my world seems to come crashing down and I become a slug. A defeated slug who's confined to her newest pair of dress pants. That bothers me. The whole idea that really the only pair of pants that fits me is my new pair of dress pants. This whole entry isn't making sense... AT ALL. I guess it doesn't matter.