I Will Never Give Up or Exhaust
This is a tale of how the pieces fell into place perfectly ending up with me and a song that I can't get out of my head.
Imma Columbus This Day
Texas didn't observe Columbus Day and I just wanted the day off. Not to celebrate a man who called dibs on an already occupied continent — just the couch and Netflix.
Sleep? What’s that?
Being a single mom puts the "I can't do it" whining into perspective fast. I guess I'll sleep when I'm dead cause there is no one else but me.
He Expected a Fight and Other Epiphanies
mr horrible flew 1400 miles expecting a fight. He got polite indifference and watched me leave for class without telling him anything. What changed wasn't him. It was me.
Bracing For Impact
I must be suffering from the effects of residual stress because my head has been pounding all day. I can only assume that it is my body reacting to what I have yet to wrap my mind around completely: that in a matter of hours, my calm will be disrupted by the arrival of mr horrible. I have been too busy to really stop and take stock.
