Well, that's not true. I've been thinking about it and basically there are some things that are out of my control that are really getting to me. I'm still flustered by the dream I had last night, by the lack of control I had over the house and moving situation and continue to have more than two months after I left.
I think, truth be told, I'm also stressed out about being "head of the household" right now. This was all good and fine while I was living at wechsler's place, but with the apartment and a $3000 bill for moving our crap coming up (not to mention whatever it's going to cost to get it to here from, I don't know, Portsmouth?), I'm finding myself on the verge of regressing into the very bizarre habits of hoarding and stuff that I get into when I'm feeling insecure about my financial situation.
And the cafeteria upstairs has nothing but slop (and fish) to eat today, and I didn't bring anything, and the weather is crap. Maybe some Thai food will cheer me up.