La Vie Boheme

*presses back of hand to forehead*

I feel dramatic and melancholy all of a sudden. I don't know how else to describe it. Maybe it's the music--I'm listening to some pretty mournful stuff while trying to write the aftermath of the Very Bad Things that happened last chapter.

I dunno. Ever have a movie moment? You know, where you feel like you should be standing on the edge of a cliff somewhere overlooking the ocean with the wind blowing through your hair as you stare pensively at the horizon while the music swells behind you?

Okay, maybe it's just me.

I'm not sad, necessarily. Solemn, maybe. Whatever the mood is, I'm too caught up in it to write, which was the point of all this mood music anyway. It's pissing me off. Maybe I overdid the music a bit. Hm.