I'm a little down today. Not exactly sure why. Sort of a nostalgia/regret/loneliness/hopeless sort of thing.

On the flip side of that, one of the items I retrieved from my mother's house before her move was my Bill the Cat Doll (Bloom County) from college. He's sitting on my dresser staring at me while I type. I look at him from time to time and can't help but chuckle.

Then I think about the fact that I've had him for 17 years. And I get all nostalgic again.

So I'm depressed and chuckling.

Odd.