angst

i think i woke up on the wrong side of the bed sunday.

i should have gone running or at least done my core exercises, but i didn't feel like it.

then i had to go to rehearsal and stand for two hours and it was boring.

neither the subway nor the tram felt like they would be fun to take home, so i walked home 35 minutes in the cold listening to sad music.

took some angsty photos along the way.

this is on top of the parlament building. he's riding the chariot into the clouds, though.

i think this is one of my favorite buildings in vienna

once i got home, ate, and finally got to say hi to one of my favorite people on skype, i felt much better and went to bed. sometimes i act like i'm 5 and i don't even know what to do about it at the time.