I don't like having worries thrown my way, asking for support and advice, make myself available to have a late text saying problem solved.
It leaves me with the worry about what was wrong, but not finding out what it was. It makes disappointed, and leaves me feeling stupid for making sure I was available to give support and listen.
Dash.
And it disrupted my sleep. I was trying to count sheep, but the sheep was stuck in thought traffic. Solid. All lanes. I tried music. Tried clearing the traffic, but somewhere in all the trying I must have fallen asleep, because I woke up, neck and back aching because I had decided to try and fall asleep on my stomach (it usually works, if I fall asleep before it begins to be uncomfortable).
It's Tuesday. No-fucking-way-yes-way-no-way Tuesday. And it's no-brainer music on Spotify and it's shutting the world out with headphones. Only Adam has managed to make me smile so far today.
Can't wait to go home.
It leaves me with the worry about what was wrong, but not finding out what it was. It makes disappointed, and leaves me feeling stupid for making sure I was available to give support and listen.
Dash.
And it disrupted my sleep. I was trying to count sheep, but the sheep was stuck in thought traffic. Solid. All lanes. I tried music. Tried clearing the traffic, but somewhere in all the trying I must have fallen asleep, because I woke up, neck and back aching because I had decided to try and fall asleep on my stomach (it usually works, if I fall asleep before it begins to be uncomfortable).
It's Tuesday. No-fucking-way-yes-way-no-way Tuesday. And it's no-brainer music on Spotify and it's shutting the world out with headphones. Only Adam has managed to make me smile so far today.
Can't wait to go home.
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