for a month now i have not posted anything. not that i had nothing to say. on the contrary, i had too much to say but not the physical will to do so.
there has been aggrivation, disappointment, one psychotic break. Most of these emotions coming from being overworked, underpaid and devalue at a job that am good at but no longer have any zeal to participate in.
on the other hand there's pain, grief, betrayal as once again the May madness of my life continues - May always seems to be a very volatile month for me.
time and time again i opened the create posting page and never seem to have the strength to write. something that tends to come easily to me. my feelings last evening when after spending the majority of the day in the arms of my sweetheart i was in a mood to 'bun out' everything.
i mean if being in his arms left me feeling like if i had been on a vacation for 2 weeks why the hell should i go to work and deal with disgusting sexist annoying people. why should i even attempt to get up? why should i write.
I found a reason tonight. Not only did i discover the wonderful snack of whole wheat crix, strawberry jam and shredded mozzarella cheese. I had a surprise visit from my sweetheart just when I was on the verge of throwing my files across the room.
the best things in life - the people who love you and food
