vacation
I am enjoying my vacation. The pig roast at sean's mom's place was great, but maye that will be another post. I feel so recharged after this weekend, yet as my vacation dwindles down to one more day, i feel stress returning to my shoulders again. I don't want to go back to work.
I don't know what happened at work to change my view of it, but something doesn't feel comfortable anymore. I am dreading my return. I need more time alone.
Something isnt right with me. i feel like a piece of stale bread. Sometimes i just want to die.
This morning my head was killing me and i was nauseus. I found a bottle of asprin that my brother bought that said 'chewable cherry flavored' on them. I took two and chewed them. They were neither chewable nor cherry flavored.
In the shower i was so dizzy that i sat down in the tub and let the water rain on me. I used to do this as a kid. My mind slipped away and went down the drain with the bathwater. I forgot my headache and I forgot my name. For a good fifteen minutes, I did not exist.
but in time my prodigal mind came home and so did the headache. Would it be a bad thing to cry? I dont know why but i just had a strage urge. now it is gone.
This room seems much smaller than it was on friday. And my kitchen light doesnt work.
I will sleep.
I don't know what happened at work to change my view of it, but something doesn't feel comfortable anymore. I am dreading my return. I need more time alone.
Something isnt right with me. i feel like a piece of stale bread. Sometimes i just want to die.
This morning my head was killing me and i was nauseus. I found a bottle of asprin that my brother bought that said 'chewable cherry flavored' on them. I took two and chewed them. They were neither chewable nor cherry flavored.
In the shower i was so dizzy that i sat down in the tub and let the water rain on me. I used to do this as a kid. My mind slipped away and went down the drain with the bathwater. I forgot my headache and I forgot my name. For a good fifteen minutes, I did not exist.
but in time my prodigal mind came home and so did the headache. Would it be a bad thing to cry? I dont know why but i just had a strage urge. now it is gone.
This room seems much smaller than it was on friday. And my kitchen light doesnt work.
I will sleep.