Pick up the reins, and go

Tore my defences down over supper with my best friend and bro, Jacob. I feel happy when I'm around people. But when it's time to go home, I start to feel shitty about myself again. I'm pretty much still at a loss of what to do from here on. I'm really quite one hell of a mess. I still miss him, but to say that my feelings remain the same will be lying to the both of us. I guess from here on, what remains is the fact that he will always hold a special place in my heart.

Read my daily horoscope today and this verse is to a good night's sleep for another long day at work:

"You need to believe that you really can direct your life along a path of happiness, because you can. Pick up the reins, and go."