Your mind wanders. Goes down paths that are better left alone. You start to believe things that you shouldn't even bother with.
You start to listen to that little voice in your head that rallies off all the terrible things you think about yourself when it's dark and gray.
I became friends with darkness this last week, sad to say.
It was just as I remembered it:
Lonely, scary, dark and murky.
There's one thing about being on the bottom of things, there's only one way to go... Up.