Muscle pull – still going strong.
General mood – vastly improved.
An hour long chat with a really good friend seems to have done the trick.
Everything’s different, but nothing’s changed.
Work in the morning, so it’s time for bed. Woopdeedoop!
p.s. thanks for the lift home, Panty Mistress. T’was reminiscent of some very good times. =)
I remember feeling this way almost exactly a year ago. The sense of an overwhelming loss, not wanting to get out of bed ever again..
I’m too tired today to smile and nod. Part of me is glad I have to go to work, just so I’ll have something to do instead of mull over things. The rest of me wants to mope.
I pulled a muscle in my back yesterday, which made doing anything painful. Lying down, sitting up, standing still, walking, nothing helped. I was hoping to wake up with it gone, but it’s still here, like a knife twisting in my shoulder, the pain’s shooting all the way down my right side.
It’s like the big man decided to give me an assortment and is letting me take my pick of things to be upset about.
I have to leave for work in 25 minutes. Time to get dressed, I guess.
