I get home and I am a mess. Right now it's all too much (don't ask for details, just know that our life isn't full of joy at the moment) and I don't know how much more I can take and not break down. I would love to just stay in bed and cry but I don't think that's a smart thing to do. Pi isn't around, he went swimming, so I decided to go outside and run. I probable won't last very long, I haven't run in a long time and even back then I wasn't in great shape. But I have to get out of here now. Being alone inside will just make me more depressed than I already am. So I'm off.
Current mood: I said it. I will be better soon, but right now, I am not fine.
Listening to: Nothing.
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