i walked into my office this morning and the following thought immediately came to me, "this place makes me tired and sad." within of a heartbeat of that thought i realized that a more accurate statement would have been, "my life makes me tired and sad."
i'm not quite sure how i manage to get up and go into each day feeling the way i do. i question for how much longer i can continue to do so.
i am living on the edge of breaking right now. and each day the cracks seem to get a little bigger and a little deeper.
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