Wednesday, April 14, 2010
I can't sleep, An hour later each time I check. Huge hole in my chest from pretending at work that I care. Getting looks, remarks. When I was in second grade I refused to go to school for three weeks, almost stayed back. It feels like that now only my Grandma isn't around to bribe me with hand-made, stuffed elephants. I still have the one she made me when I got my GED. I don't like answering to people; I'm sure not many people do. I made up a dream about a team of badass lesbian detectives, it was a tv show with end credits and a theme song. The announcer was Aiden from Sex & The City. The final scene was a man taking off a monster mask. So who's the monster? Hopefully it's work and I've gotten this lesson down. Haha. Just last week I was thinking that it's not so bad to be working because I can go out more to dinner with friends and afford to buy shorts that don't come from goodwill. It's no wonder this backlash is coming. I was getting sucked in. Doesn't it seem that once you are at peace with a situation it is time to move on?