Today, of course, things are different. I went on a long walk, for one thing, which never fails to lift my spirits. The other thing is that I feel grateful, which is one of the best feelings in the world, and I am relieved that, despite doubts and certain sleepless nights, my complicated attraction towards tragedy and sadness, mostly my life is something to marvel at. And if any part of it isn't, then it's my own doing, and it's up to me to change.
I guess what I'm trying to say is that, these days, I am listening to happier songs. And I sing along, and try--very, very hard, to not talk myself out of it.