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Mustard is a good emetic if you are going to throw up, duchessaimI'm pretty sure I'm going to throw up, and I really hope I don't have to call into work tomorrow. They sent me home today...
Mustard is a good emetic if you are going to throw up, duchessaimI'm pretty sure I'm going to throw up, and I really hope I don't have to call into work tomorrow. They sent me home today...
I know that feeling all too well, MissCris.I should have been in bed an hour ago, I should be lost in better dreams than the ones that came to me last night, but something about today has me pacing around the house. Restless, unsettled, unable to keep a tight grip on the optimism and steady contentment that's been so much a part of who I am my whole life.
I guess days like this are also part of me; it's not the first time I've felt like a dense fog has stolen in, curling around my heart, leaving me feeling cold and a little shaken.
Dreams, good or bad, are just that- dreams. History is not going to repeat itself, not in this case, not for me. I remember the endless lonely nights, sleepless hours, fear of the dark. Prayers I was so sure were going unanswered.
I'm not going there again.
And tomorrow I will get out of this, beyond it.
I should have been in bed an hour ago, I should be lost in better dreams than the ones that came to me last night, but something about today has me pacing around the house. Restless, unsettled, unable to keep a tight grip on the optimism and steady contentment that's been so much a part of who I am my whole life.
I guess days like this are also part of me; it's not the first time I've felt like a dense fog has stolen in, curling around my heart, leaving me feeling cold and a little shaken.
Dreams, good or bad, are just that- dreams. History is not going to repeat itself, not in this case, not for me. I remember the endless lonely nights, sleepless hours, fear of the dark. Prayers I was so sure were going unanswered.
I'm not going there again.
And tomorrow I will get out of this, beyond it.
Three hours of sleep...ugh.
Ooh...I hate it when I wake up super hungry. I don't like eating breakfast, but there's no way I'll survive til lunch.
...important things going through my head, yeah?
