The week kicks your ass and you need some fun, some relaxing time and some time to yourself.
Yet for me, it's been the opposite.
My weeks have been great. Full of fun and work and busy and awesome.
I've been feeling so good.
Really good. Happy.
And then I started feeling yucky.
And here comes the weekend.
And I'm stir crazy and irritable and angry and moody.
What the hell is going on?
It's all about bad dreams and oceans and jails and badness.
Arguing and wanting to kick someone's ass.....
All I wanted to do was stand still. All the craziness swirling around me and I just wanted to stand still and breath and somehow that became not amazing. It became misinterpreted ......
Keep waiting for the other shoe to drop.....and it's like a closet full fell today.
Why is it always something?
And when do things finally go my way?
I'm too old for this.
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