I'm having a bit of a day
Those days...
those days that you can't tell if you are going to scream
or cry.
or both.
drinking red bull didn't make it better, it's making it worse. I thought I would need it as a pick me up but then I didn't realize that once I got into the office the day would like balls and I would be strangely emotional and unhappy and just want to run to the mountains and cry. Maybe the stampede has gotten the best of me and it's my lack of sleep? Where is positive polly and her affirmations? She just needs a hug.
I need a really big fucking hug and I need a shoulder to cry on. I might only cry for 23 seconds but that's more than enough. I need some mountains and trees and possibly my own bed once again...possibly my own home and own space. I possibly need my cold to go away and need this man who is walking toward my office to turn around and go back out so I don't have to smile or make small talk. Possibly I need to make another collage so I know what I want my next 3 years to look.
Maybe I just need more sleep...with sheets in a real bed instead of a couch.
As soon as I'm over all this complaining I'll tell you how good my weekend was with all the pluses. But Monday, I'm just not cool with Monday right now.