You're Moving Like A Movie, You Still Move Me.

I'm at the point right now where I can't even decide if I'm happy or sad about the situation. Why is this even a situation where a decision is appropriate? I can't even figure that out. I can't figure anything out.
I want to have a theme for this post, something to focus on but for the life of me I cannot wrap my mind around anything right now. So instead, I am going to go to sleep with hopes of having really nice dreams because lately that is all I can get. And I don't mean sex dreams, I mean nice dreams.

I think I'm happy, in fact I know I am happy. I'm just one frustrated (not sexually) little camper!