Blogging has kind of been pushed to the back burner this week. So has writing, or reading, or cleaning, or eating for that matter. This weekend, my life went to hell. (Pardon the language) The only good thing in it, the one thing that kept me happy, kept me going, broke. Shattered. I’m not coping well. Actually, the only thing that I seem able to do well right now is sleep. So, if the blogs seem few and far between, I apologize. I’m not in a good place right now.
Tomorrow is my birthday, and, for the first time, I think, I’m not looking forward to it. I’m not looking forward to this weekend like I was. I really have nothing left to look forward to, right now. I thought things were headed in a certain direction, and now they’ve come to a screeching halt. I feel like I’m standing in the middle of the road asking, “You’ve taken my car and my map. What am I supposed to do now?” My emotional state is a mess, my head is a jumble, and my heart is broken. I’ll blog as I feel I can. This is just a courtesy, really.
Movie Star Eyes 