… but it is like trying to easily get gum out of your hair.
Right now, I am stuck in a car in a parking lot. Just stuck, frozen with undefined malaise and despair. Trying to convince myself that my life is not over, that there are reasons to keep trying.
All day I’ve had that feeling of impending doom. I think it’s the warmer weather. I oddly get triggered in warmer weather, yes, it’s vexing to be that way.
The floaties are coming, and that’s not good either. How, oh how, do we turn this hot mess around that is us?