I don’t wanna feel Blue anymore...
Spent about half an hour looking at old photos while trying to find something suitable for my CV. Didn't really find any, just got my mood down. Lately I really hate looking at old stuff. Me tired, me smiling, me with all those people that once I considered friends and some of which I had painful break-ups and most drifted away or striver forward leaving me behind. Every time I tell myself I should just put them on a CD and stash them away and every time can't bring myself to.