2006-06-11 - 1:28 a.m.

There are strangers in the house. Piano playing too early in the morning. Extra stuff in the bathroom. I can feel them up above me, the house is too heavy.

Sometimes I wish there was a deeper basement, someplace further to hide. I haven't even spoken a word to these people, and they bother me.

I think its just part of this general melancholy I'm feeling. I can't shake it and everything just piles on top, even if it shouldn't normally do so.

Where did everyone go?

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