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It's a quarter to 2 in the freaking morning and I can't sleep! CAN'T! Not exactly sure why not. Maybe it was the PB&J sandwich I had for dinner at 9:30 or maybe it's because I stayed up til 12:45 to watch In Good Company only to find out that they totally leave you hanging. Maybe I'm just so frustrated with the fact that after almost 5 years of snuggling up to a pillow I feel like I should be able to sleep next to the man I love. Maybe it's all of the above. Either way, I have to go to work in the morning and deal with 20-something seniors who have memory loss and need someone with some patience to instruct them on how to exercise.
And then just when I'm about to send invitations out to my pity party I realize...
Somewhere there is someone who was too sick to their stomach to eat dinner, someone who had to watch a movie on their own, someone who hasn't snuggled up to their spouse in 5 years. Someone who dreads going to work tomorrow morning and be reminded yet again that they lost someone special in the 9/11 attacks 5 years ago.
And then, I thank God for all of the blessings in my life...
And then just when I'm about to send invitations out to my pity party I realize...
Somewhere there is someone who was too sick to their stomach to eat dinner, someone who had to watch a movie on their own, someone who hasn't snuggled up to their spouse in 5 years. Someone who dreads going to work tomorrow morning and be reminded yet again that they lost someone special in the 9/11 attacks 5 years ago.
And then, I thank God for all of the blessings in my life...