Where to turn?
I woke up this morning with a black beetle crawling on my forehead.
I shouldn't believe in omens. (Just holes in the screen)
Topper has a fat lip and from what I can tell it's probably infected. I know we don't have the money to take him to the vet. Just like I know my parents will do it for me anyway if I ask.
I wish it wasn't such a selfish thought, wish it didn't make me feel so childish. God, I wish I could go though. Anywhere (but here). This place is the center of my universe, so the appeal is probably to get away from myself.
They say not to be hard on myself. But the truth is, Im disappointed.
And I wish I were in New York or DC, with a good friend and a good cup of coffee. I wouldn't be thinking about all of this, that I know. Because I have thought it through, and there's still no solution better than the one I spray n' washed over this stain last night. I shouldn't be allowed near love when Im wearing white. Come to think of it... I shouldn't be allowed to wear white (at my wedding?) at all.