off color.

by way of explanation i offer this: if my mind were a color right now, it would be magnolia--that nondescript shade of almost-white that is the default color used in apartments when nobody has the energy to mastermind a more vibrant scheme. that's how i feel. i feel nondescript. not unhappy, exactly, but carefully neutral. and i have no earthly right to feel like this: i have a non-soul-killing job; a fabulous boy with whom i'm wildly in love, with whom i'm moving to a fabulous park slope brownstone apartment; great friends, cool shoes and a music career that is currently going absolutely nowhere. i should be swinging from the rafters with euphoria.

but i'm feeling a little stalled out. those of you who know me personally may have noticed; maybe not. i don't really know. another side effect of feeling off--decreased awareness of the world around me.

i guess i'm just asking you to be patient while i try to reinject some joie back in my vivre and get myself sorted out.