I am feeling a bit melodramatic these days. I know the causes. The only solutions seem to be time and mastery of my emotions. I will prevail. I have no other choice but to. Like it or not these things will pass, perhaps to be replaced by something else which will also pass. That is the way of things. Life… is a beautiful thing even in its twisted intricacies which so do make us melodramatic. And besides, I have not yet known real anguish. I pray that I never will. I am spoiled. Even in my wallowing I am grateful. Man I hate myself when I am like this. Drama bad. Bad Admiral!