Take the fifth

Sometimes I stare at the screen and don't write anything because I think I don't have anything good to say. And sometimes I know exactly what needs to be said, but it's too close, too personal, too uncomfortable to write about just yet. Tonight is one of those nights. I just don't have it in me right now. Let's just say that I went to the SKS office in downtown Raleigh, rummaged through the archives, and got heartbreakingly depressed.