the hurricane is above my head now.

Had no work today and I was glad. Sometimes the schedule can get a little overwhelming. Tomorrow I go in to get a cavity filled. Heard it’s painful. Not excited…

…yeah.

…felt sick this morning and knew I couldn’t go in. Felt like a zombie all day, then I had to mow the lawn. Went to my great-grandma’s house to wish her happy birthday and felt like such a fake, dirty liar. What do I even know about her?

This is one of the only weeks I’ve not wanted a weekend for. Wish it all could just flow into next week and there would be some unfamiliar loss of a familiar two days to cap the week. I hate working weekends.

Man, I’m gonna break down. I can feel it. I’ve had some awful fights with myself in the past 24 hours.