I tend to go between days/weeks of feeling optimistic and then horribly forlorn. Today was a bad one. Nothing sounds good to eat or drink or watch or do. After seven hours of fake-smiling at work tonight, I lie on the couch feeling utterly… blank. I work to live and live to work and at the end of each month, I have nothing but another month’s rent and bills paid to show for myself. I’m exhausted.
I work so hard to have things to look forward to. Constantly planning and scribbling in my calendar so I get that one day or that one moment where I […]