[one hundred, ninety-seven]
There's this feeling that feels like I am running on a treadmill but no advances are made, no success achieved, no ground gained. I feel like I'm stuck in place, things aren't moving fast enough for me yet, they need to get a kick in the ass to get going, and soon. I would like to fast forward a bit, maybe a month, just about a month would be beautiful, actually.
I am always tired, I am always cranky and bitchy. I want to be happy again, let's get out of the sweltering heat and back into the comfortable half-n-half of spring and fall. Bring me the fall.
Short one today, catchin' up!
Jess :]
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