I don't run. What the hell am I thinking? I will be the weakest link. Seriously, who conned me into this? AND I'm running in a tennis skirt? OK, the whole costume part sounds fun.
Why did I volunteer to make the T-shirts? Oh, wait, I didn't Jovi did. Why am I making them on my day off?
I need to veg today, completely. Yesterday was emotionally hard. I am good at my job, but I don't like telling a family they have to leave when they are sitting in front of me in tears.
I don't like seeing myself in the angry/sad teenager across from me.
I love cuddling Jovi.
Here puppy, come cuddle with us.
Is that mud on your nose dog??
I need to call mom and grandma.
My grandma rocks. She is so tough.
I have attachment issues. Therapy was deep yesterday.
I judge my own issues so much.
I am about the happiest I've ever been.
Catching up with Peter is hilarious. I love our email exchanges. I can't wait to see what he wrote last night.
I love that there seems to be a thread now running throughout my life, the gap is closing and I feel more whole, more complete, more integrated.
I loved my two and a half hour lunch with Chris. I love our discussions about life and creativity.
Time to play music loud and get covered in paint again.
Errands, schmerrands
Oh damn dental appointment. I could really write a lot this morning.
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