I feel… I’m not sure. I’m just kind of meh. I’m not happy. And I’m not really sad. I’m not good. But I’m not bad. I’m not fine. I am less than fine. And on the low side of neutral. I don’t know. It might be in part because of the seasonal depression thing and because I want to get out and walk again. It is because of my weigh and food issues. It is because of my relationship issues. It is because I’m a horrible person with horrible thought and wishes.