Feeling neurotic.

I don`t know what's wrong with me. I`ve felt so weak and tired and... stupid since Thursday. I spent the day finishing Franny and Zooey. It really is a good, good book. We got my dad the new Morrissey album for father's day... and spent the day at my Uncle Joe's house. Read Franny and Zooey.. and listened to Morrissey. Such a... sad album. I listened to it lying on the living room couch, staring out the window......... hmmm.... Then my family was talking about cancer in the family... and deaths and tumors... and I was thinking so many things... like how life can just stop, like that. And we worry... about meaningless crap like... oh I don't know. I guess it just matters to be happy.... but I don't know about... this life.