Ok I guess it's really day 70 because once again I've stayed up past midnight. So it's already Thursday and I will probably only get 3 hours of sleep tonight as I have to get up at 4.30am to catch a plane. I don't know how I survive sometimes on the little sleep that I get. Perhaps it's one of my phases, which I know will pass and I'll probably sink down into a 'lull'. I know which I prefer, who wouldn't. Things seem great, everything looks good, I feel good, I am good, no actually I'm incredibly bad. Bad to the core and can't be trusted with anything. Ok, so I know that's sometimes how I feel but I don't think I'm like that deep down. I really just want everything to be good, and for everyone to accept the things they can't change and be able to laugh at themselves, for everyone to look at the positives and think the best of everything. Especially of me, because I know I can be good, but now I'm so confused I certainly don't feel good, just, well, confused to say the least.