I'm irritated this morning. And worried. Not really sad, though, so that's nice.
I keep trying to write an entry, but none of the thoughts racing through my head will slow down enough for me to catch it and pin it down and dissect it.
I'm irritated this morning. And worried. Not really sad, though, so that's nice.
I keep trying to write an entry, but none of the thoughts racing through my head will slow down enough for me to catch it and pin it down and dissect it.
It's a bit like pulling wings off a fly. Sometimes the buggers just won't hold still.
posted by: NakedGirl | July 2, 2009 9:17 AM