Jan 27, 2006 15:43
so I sit here in my towel, and I have work in 17 minutes.
I don't want to go
I don't want to call in
I don't want to be here anymore.
My neck is so tight that if I look up the pain is so bad my eyes well up. There are only two places I want to be, and both of those I can't get to, no matter how had I try right now.
And it feels like everything is going wrong, and I know it's really not. There I go making myself cry again. Well I'll put on my happy face, and I'll go to work, and everything will be fine like it always is.
Hiatus continues...