There are certain queer times and occasions in this strange mixed affair we call life when a man takes this whole universe for a vast practical joke, that the wit thereof he but dimly discerns, and more than suspects that the joke is at nobody’s expense but his own… That odd sort of wayward mood I am speaking of, comes over a man only in some time of extreme tribulation; it comes in the very midst of his earnestness, so that what just before might have seemed to him a thing most momentous, now seems but a part of the general joke.

- Herman Melville, Moby-Dick

Boy oh boy, he wasn’t kidding. I moved in to OneTaste yesterday. My life is falling apart at the seams. I don’t care about anything. Everything seems totally ridiculous. Something that seemed like the biggest, craziest deal on Sunday is almost totally uninteresting to me today. I don’t even know where my edges are anymore, they seem to be crumbling so quickly.

And nothing to do but wring my hands standing there amidst the rubble wondering: what’s next?