All By Myself....

Mood:  alive


I've written today's blog about 9 times.  

And each time I write it, I find it doesn't say exactly what I want it to.  Perhaps because I'm not exactly sure what I want it to say.  I'm angry.  Confused.  Scared.  Hurt.  Pissed off.  Alone.  Brokenhearted.  

I could go on for a while...but it's making me more upset.  So I'll stop with the descriptive adjectives and move on to what I've done for myself that is nice today.


I got out of bed.  And showered.  And drove into work.


I'm having a miserable day.


But I'm here.  Alive...ish.


And that is as nice as it gets sometimes.