So it’s not just making me crazy.

I’m getting out tonight- back out among the “scene”. It’s amazing how a room so crowded can be so empty. I don’t expect to find the answer of what I need out there- but I’m certainly not going to find it here, at home.

I have sent a mass email out to those who’se company I like to keep, in hopes that I would be in good company regardless of my chances of finding a fix.

The people I know who could actually feed this hunger are nowhere accessable… One is in her own private hell, another has dropped out of sight without a word, the last is far, far away.

So I go to the crackerjack box and look for a diamond.