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one of those days |
Lumpy oatmeal kind of day - where it is getting cold and your mom tell you to hurry up and eat it, so you do, and then it sits like a boulder in your stomach and all you want to do is lie down but the first class of the day is gym. Stereo overload kind of day where you are centered in a room full of speakers and each one is playing a different song and all of them are on max volume and there is no off switch. You run away from the maddening melee and try to take a nap. You sleep but have stress dream after stress dream or monsters are fighting over your innards or you are locked in a room full of angry bees, hairy spiders, and thirsty mosquitos. Feeling sad without a reason, wanting to curl up and cry, but don't know why and nothing is getting done and none of it will go away. Even the thought of putting it all off until tomorrow is daunting. I need a hug. |