The kind of stuff where I look up at the ceiling and ask why I can't catch a break. This crap is slowly killing me, just death by a thousand paper cuts.
I hate feeling like this. I am not a negative person but this crap makes me feel like it is turning me into one. It can't keep going. I can't live like this anymore.
If I didn't have the imagination I do and the ridiculous gut feelings that keep me going I would be in serious trouble. Life is unfair, but you know that. All we get to do is choose how to act or react to what happens.
Wish I was with my pepper pike. ;) Hope your holiday is great.
P.S. You know how FB suggests people you know as potential friends? Well it just suggested I send a request to your cousin, one who shares a friend in common with me. They are still in contact with you. Think business card.
P.S. You know how FB suggests people you know as potential friends? Well it just suggested I send a request to your cousin, one who shares a friend in common with me. They are still in contact with you. Think business card.
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