-The dark makes me fat. Yes, I blame it. I sort of wake up in the morning, think, "I should go work out." But the dark FORBIDS it. Seriously. It is a live voice in my head that says, "NO, it is DARK, DO NOT GET UP!"
-Cooking with half-n-half is super yummy. And coco with it, mmmm. (But yes, still blaming the dark.)
-I sort of love my Mac laptop. It is my friend. Sort of really serious.
-I do better in my life and brain when I work. But, not super loving my job. Or jobs. In fact, don't love them, at all.
-Yes, I am back to Grey's. It makes me feel less lonely. Again, imaginary friends. Imaginary consistent friends who distract me from getting lost in the anxiety of my brain.
-You know that minute when you cry and some words fall out of your mouth that may have more meaning than you even knew, or planned. I heard these come out this week. 'I would love any amount of any attention.'
-Although, I did have 2 separate events that I was cared for. I took a bath, and had Cody wash my surgically altered shoulder. It was nice. Then, I paid him $3 to use oil and rub my shoulders.
-It's been awhile since I've been here. I can't believe how fast days add up.
-Mothers don't need physical therapy. They have kitchen counters.
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