Friday, May 18, 2007
I am a total freakin basket case. It's nothing, and it's everything, and I am just so sick of it. I can go along just fine for weeks, and then the world hits me like a freight train all over again. You know, I kind of like freight trains too, but it's just too much. All I want to do is go home, crawl under the covers, and cry, but instead I'm scrambling to wrap things up at work (yeah, right), run errands, get packed, and catch a midnight flight to Texas to spend time with my friend who just told her husband she's not happy with her marriage. THAT should be a blast... They'll be fun to be around together I'm sure. Talk about stress relief. I'm trying so hard not to just burst in to tears. What a silly mess I am.