Desultory and Disillusioned
I feel a tad like Cher in that one scene:

“I felt impotent and out of control. Which I really, really hate.”

I think I just need to go to bed.  Good night.

I feel a tad like Cher in that one scene:

“I felt impotent and out of control. Which I really, really hate.”

I think I just need to go to bed.  Good night.

Last night I received one of the best text messages of my life.  

It followed one of the best voicemails ever.

But it’s really the text that made my night.