Watching TV, reading newspapers, you can't help but feel that the world is coming to an end. It's enough to get you down, really. I mean, we're facing the possibility of a world war, and there's a killer virus that may be airborne spreading rapidly across Asia - maybe even the rest of the world - as we speak.

Like I said, with this sort of stuff going on, it's no wonder that I'm feeling a bit blue. There are other reasons, too, but I won't get into that. "World war" and "killer virus" is enough for now.

Don't you wish for happier times...like 2002? Boy, remember that year? Nothing got blown up (well...), and no one died (not that I know of). There weren't any wars (that I remember), and when you caught a cold you didn't immediately think "SARS!" (unless that word means "my throat's sore" in your language). Why can't 2003 be more like 2002? Or, for that sake, 2000? 1999 wasn't a bad year either. Nor 1998. In fact, I'll take any of the 90-something years instead of '03.

I keep saying that I won't use this journal to preach politics. I won't. Promise. But it's hard to focus on the work I'm doing when there's so much going on in the world around us. After all, I make games. I write. I create fantasies. I don't save lives. I don't do anything that has any relevance to anyone, aside from simply entertaining people. Of course, entertainment is somewhat important, because it's a break from reality. Which, at times, can be a good thing. But not always. I think a lot of people spend too much of their time away from reality - away from the important reality, at least. Reality shows on TV do not count.

Anyways. Not trying to get anyone else down. I'll feel better tomorrow. Really, I will. I always do.  ¶ 22:48