Some nights. I hate people. And I want to kill them. All of them. Then I feel very worried about myself, my roommate, my sanity, and how that knife got to my hand.... I'm freezing to death. It's the middle of August in Utah. The desert. And I am freezing. Part of this is due to peppermint. And part of it is because I'm broken. And I'm going to go get in my hot tub. Which is actually my grandma's, but that's okay. Some days, you just need a long hug, a good fiction book, and someone to tell you it'll be all right. But instead you have grocery store sushi, a blog, and no one. But that's mostly due to laziness, so it's all kinds of all right.
Dear Reader, I hope your night is lovely, your days are filled with sunshine and happiness, and that you get your minimum six hugs a day. Much love :)
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