It smells like radiator coolant outside. The rain is pouring down -- while I made fun of the natives for freaking out about the rain earlier today because it was the lead story on the 11am TV news and some areas were talking about voluntary evacuations, it's coming down fairly hard, even for my standards. It's times like these that make me want to climb into bed, turn on the TV and snuggle into flannel sheets, then fall asleep to the sound of the rainfall. I've not been feeling quite myself lately, though I don't know exactly what's affecting me. Work, personal life, weight gain, stress... any number of things could be adding up to affect me. The overwhelming sense of ennui and need for a few mental health days is starting to get to me though... despite the fact that I'd like to have some furniture and a TV in my bedroom before I camp out here. But having my own apartment is like having my own little comfort zone, and I like that. I can only hope that as the rain washes away all that is unclean outside, it will also wash away all that is undesirable within me.