April 3, 2002
Today I was "Lookin' Jake." Felt good on the inside, and showed it on the outside. First time in a while, but I got some looks. Girls were eyeing me up. Swear to god. Felt good. It felt good to not be depressed for once. This weekend was a good thing. It was good to see my family again. It grounded me in reality again. I've been adrift in the universe for a long time. Never really thinking of where I came from. How am I supposed to know where I'm going, if I don't know where I came from?