Wednesday, April 4, 2012

Bad mood rising

Our cat died Saturday. I've been oscillating between rage and depression for the last five days. I woke up this morning with a horrible headache. I even shouted at my therapist over the phone. I stayed up late last night reading "The Hunger Games", much to my regret.

It's not often I find myself actively regretting reading a book, but this one was distasteful and horrifying, not to mention unoriginal. I thought I was reading Stephen King's "The Long Walk", as portrayed by a slow witted teenager with a tendency to over use hyperbole. I had nightmares last night, that a large group of maniacal teenagers were hunting me down. I suppose that's the best that can be said for the book.

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