The Front Range is experiencing something about as close to a windstorm as is possible in Colorado. This is the kind of wind that feels more like you are being abused by it rather then comforted or lulled softly by it’s presence. This is the sort of wind that creates an unsettled feeling for me, makes me anxious and a little too easily irritated by sounds (as in the sounds of others speaking to me) or someone getting a little too close to me (as in it felt like the man behind me in line at Target felt like he was literally breathing down my neck and it took everything I had not to turn around and not say something incredibly rude and inappropriate.)
And I am wicked pms’y today so couple Mother Nature’s Moods with MY own body’s natural cycle and it’s resulting mood swings and you have yourself one extremely irritable Tree Fruit.
These are the days when I’m convinced that no one loves me(obviously not true), that I am a huge bulbous enormity of a human being (not totally true) and that somewhere along the line…I completely lost my freaking mind (probably true.) WTF? I want to know how between the wind and my own biology everything can feel so totally unreal and unrealistic in the blink of an eye.
Maybe this miso soup will help, lots of soy and comforting things….this should help I’m sure of it.
Mmmmmmmmmmmm.
I should get back to work I suppose, I spent too long screwing around in Target as it is. I don’t have a lot to do today at work, this is not adding to my stellar mood I can tell you…but I should at least try to get the 2 issues completed that I do have. Big woop.
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I love yous. *kees kees*
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