today was a rough day. i feel like my 'thing' (in which i want to refer to it) can be a ball pen hammer that just shows up and knocks the crap out of things. two work situations went very wrong which i can connect to my thing. i cried. i can't and won't tell everyone about my thing. the experts say it's "not an excuse" but "it's a reason". well, with all good intentions to those who say that? not what happens to me in real life. anyway, twas a shit of an afternoon and now i'm working on a bottle of cabernet.
it makes me happy. makes me dream about my days of belonging to the top team at the Lilypad and having all the products at my fingertips for FREE. (i take zelle). the evening grows late and i still need to collect information for my psych appointment tomorrow. say a prayer.
Be kind. People are going through hard times.
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