Have you ever used Tacky Glue? It's that stuff that comes in a gold bottle, white lid. It's the greatest thing ever!
I am not my sparkly self lately. I'm being held together by Tacky Glue. And sometimes that's about all. I'm truly afraid to laugh to hard or I'll start to cry. I'm afraid to cry, because I am quite sure I will never stop. UusallyI do that in church but I can't now, because I have to serve First 5, usually second service too so, I can't be all ugly. I even heard a song the other day, "I can only imagine" and I wanted to cry but I was so pent up, I couldn't.
Could I tell you all the things that are bothering me? Probably not, do you care to hear them? Probably not. I will tell you that I am about to get in my car and just go, anywhere but here. I'm trying this day off thing tomorrow. Do nothing day. I hope it helps.
I'm not sleeping, I'm not feeling, I almost feel like a hormonal robot going through the motions. People tell me don't worry about this or don't worry about that, it's not really worry, it's just that there is so much to get done, and there just isn't enough hours in the day.
Maybe I should just shut up.