So close, yet so far. Looks like I won't be back for the fall. I didn't sleep very well last night--kept waking up every hour or so. I feel thin. Sort of stretched, like butter scraped over too much bread. Part of me feels like screaming and throwing things, but part of me just wants to go back to bed and stay there for about a week--and the rational part of me is wondering how (and when) to explain this to the parental units. Of course, there is no one to blame except the person writing this, so that makes me feel even worse.
It has taken me half an hour just to write what little is here. I feel so unmotivated to move or think. I think I'll go for a walk to try and clear my head.
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