Family
I have not spoken to my family in three weeks. I have been orphaned. According to my sister - when I take a week of unpaid vacation from my seven dollar an hour job and drive nine hundred miles to see her and the rest of my family - the world revolves around me. This could explain my exhaustion of late. Keeping the world spinning in an orderly fashion can be taxing. There is no cure for the dark circles cradled menacingly beneath my eyes. NO, my new look - the dark and depressed appearance Amy Lee and several members of the Cure are famous for - is merely from the constant spinning, tilting, whirling, tidal controlling and managing that falls under the job description of "Person who thinks the world revolves around them!" You would think someone would try and call me or at least find out if I made it back to New York in one piece. I feel like Drew Barrymore in that wonderful movie, Irreconcilable Differences.