today I was doing my best not to crash. crashing at work just makes work even more soul-sucking than it already is. I survived courtesy of Bones and Belle & Sebastian.
tonight was not as successful. sure, I took out the trash in below freezing temp, but they don't really give out gold stars for that. instead, I put myself on an express train to emotional instability. I'm not sure having the internet is as lucky as I thought it was.
tomorrow is another day. pray for me.
Friday, January 30, 2009
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I did exactly the same thing last night!
"There may be times when we must make a courageous decision to hope even when everything around us contradicts this hope. . . . [A]s one writer expressed, 'in the depth of winter, [we find] within [us] an invincible summer.'"
--Dieter Uchtdorf
I would give you a gold star for that. But then, I would give anyone a gold star who took out the trash. (No resentment on my part, oh no.)
miss you.
Sometimes I actually do. I hope that isn't creepy or condescending.
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