It happens

It happens to me, even.


All week I have been battling to keep the waves from rolling me under and I am still hard at work, but it is one of those days where I feel very alone and would like to just curl up somewhere dark and private with a sheet over me.

I will bounce back. I always do. I just feel lonely.

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3 Responses to “It happens”

  1. milo Says:

    dont be lonely!! you rock the socks!! Im alone too! with bad news everywhere! we shall overcome!

  2. E. Says:

    Thank you dearest friendoh — you definitely understand where I am coming from. What are you doing next week? This is lame, let’s hook it up some day. Red Robin or mcdonalds in front of food network, kids, no kids, I don’t care!

  3. milo Says:

    cool…whenever you want then………

    i could use shovel outta shit town myself!! sounds good!

    i don’t know what you may have heard from cinder but………

    Corinne left her husband again!
    looks like cinder will be jobless.

    actually now that i read that on the screen…who cares..none of that really affects me! umm so yeah..im good! wow you cured me and didn’t even have to comment! your amazing!

    food network night rocks…Im in! maybe we should each pick some crazy new recipe and we will just cook them up here as we watch the pros make food!

    up to you! you decide!

    and smile…. your loved!
    milo

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