It hasn’t been a good day in my world, so I’m just going to leave a few words here and come back stronger on Friday, okay?
No one panic. I’m not dying or anything, and neither is anyone close to me.
It just feels like it.
After two days – less than two days – my roommate decided that she had “tried” but she was “overwhelmed” by the new dogs (who couldn’t be sweeter and who were getting along great with our other two) and as I write this she is taking them to someone else.
And trust me, I’m recording all the emotions and their physical sensations – the writer in me can’t help it. They’ll end up in a novel someday. (Probably not a current one, but there’s always a plot bunny to be found.)
But right now I can’t quit crying (it’s hell to type through tears) and I hate crying. All crying does is give me a headache. And makes my face hurt.
So this isn’t really a blog post but you all can pretend, right?