I am having "One Of Those Weeks". You know, when everything seems to be going SO wrong that you actually give up on fixing things or even mentally processing what's happening and just eat ice cream and rice out of the pot and fall asleep in the middle of your carpet on top of all of your not-quite-dry laundry after a Cheetos Binge? And then you wake up kind of clammy at 2am with a Cheeto brick in your digestive tract?
Not that that is what happened or anything. I am just saying I would really relate to someone who was going through that kind of feeling.
Any resemblance to my apartment is purely coincidental.
I probably need to have a good cry, a good cup of tea and a good journal session. Thankfully, people have been SO great to me this week. Never have so many people been so touching and heartfelt as they have lately. What did I do to deserve you people? I love you all!