or maybe one of those weeks (depending on how you look at it). and i'm trying to be positive.
but i've already cried twice today. today alone. and i hate crying. and it wasn't just crying... it was crying in front of two of my superiors at work. oh grand day.
and i have no appetite. none. at all. and haven't for days. hate it.
at least last night was a welcome release. a welcome break from reality... even if i know that it's an unrealistic wish. an unrealistic hope. it was nice for the brief intermission while it lasted.
so we shall see where this all leads.
and how much everything keeps reminding me that life is short. and what will happen tomorrow. or the next day.
"oh cowboy, take me away... set me free."
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