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'Somedays are not yours at all,
They come and go as if they’re someone elses days.'
I am so thankful for these people in my life. I laugh until my stomach hurts too much to move& the pain is too much to bear.
I still can’t write about anything yet. I think i will be taking a break from writing everything down. My life has been filled with such lovely things recently, but everything still feels like it's falling apart. It's like everything is still ticking over, but i have a little hole somewhere& i'm slowly leaking out of it. I'm the master of keeping up appearances. I haven't done any work for days.
(Edit: It is now wednesday and it turned out that i had an excellent tuesday. The sun is shining and the world is now a lot brighter for me. I've put a stopper in that hole.)