...one is the lonliest number...
I've had orientations with Universal all weekend. I feel physically drained.
I made a hard choice this weekend. I feel emotionally drained.
My life is not too bad, and I feel like shit because I'm complaining, but I'm just so tired. I'm tired from waking up at 6am and falling asleep at 2am because my mind is racing and won't give me peace. I'm tired of caring about what people think and I'm tired of trying to keep people happy when I'm hurting. I'm fighting a cold/allergies on 4 hours of sleep or less a night and I'm just not happy. This coming weekend is the Jewish holiday Yom Kippur. It's the day of atonement for the Jewish people in attempts to receive G-d's blessing in the new year. I think this may be the first time I'm actually going to mean what I'm saying during those services. I'm sorry to all those I've hurt, but wish I could receive an apology from those hurting me. Most of the time, they don't realize they're doing it though.
There was a moment today at Universal where I actually understood what the park means to people. There was a little girl, no older then 6, who found a Thing 2 puppet on the shelf. She picked it up, put it on her tiny hand, and ran up to her dad with a huge smile on her face. She was so happy to have found this little puppet that her eyes seemed brighter. I miss that feeling. I miss being happy with the little things. Maybe working at this park will help me remember what it means to be appreciative of the small things we get.
I made a hard choice this weekend. I feel emotionally drained.
My life is not too bad, and I feel like shit because I'm complaining, but I'm just so tired. I'm tired from waking up at 6am and falling asleep at 2am because my mind is racing and won't give me peace. I'm tired of caring about what people think and I'm tired of trying to keep people happy when I'm hurting. I'm fighting a cold/allergies on 4 hours of sleep or less a night and I'm just not happy. This coming weekend is the Jewish holiday Yom Kippur. It's the day of atonement for the Jewish people in attempts to receive G-d's blessing in the new year. I think this may be the first time I'm actually going to mean what I'm saying during those services. I'm sorry to all those I've hurt, but wish I could receive an apology from those hurting me. Most of the time, they don't realize they're doing it though.
There was a moment today at Universal where I actually understood what the park means to people. There was a little girl, no older then 6, who found a Thing 2 puppet on the shelf. She picked it up, put it on her tiny hand, and ran up to her dad with a huge smile on her face. She was so happy to have found this little puppet that her eyes seemed brighter. I miss that feeling. I miss being happy with the little things. Maybe working at this park will help me remember what it means to be appreciative of the small things we get.