"A Problem Page For All!"

Yeah, everyone's sick. I was going to baby-sit last Saturday but the parents called to cancel because the older kid had a fever of 105 degrees (poor baby!). Actually, it was probably good that I didn't go, since Cherie and Steve had a huge fight that day and Cherie had a migraine I spent the whole of it sitting next to Cherie petting her hands and head and stuff. Blarg. Life, anyway.

I was writing to Kate, a friend from camp, and I realized this: I am not happy. It's not that anything in my life is making me unhappy; it's just that...I'm not. Happy, that is. And this bothers me, because I'm used to being happy and I want it back. It's not like happiness is a birthright, but I want to do what I can to regain it. I don't know how, though. That frustrates me, makes me feel useless, incompetent. How can I make myself happy?

Is this the cry that has been going up from humanity for ages on end?

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