So...

...yesterday I decide that I'm moving on in my life, but then, today, precisely that which I had my mind made up about pops, of its own accord, back into my life. Perfect timing. And by that I mean ridiculously rotten timing. So much for being resolute.

And that paper I have to write for Philosophy of Mind -- on emotion... it promises to be equally as confusing as the real-life phenomenon.

bring it on, all of it.