My day wasn't as lollipops and ponies as I thought it was going to be, and I was absolutely ineffective. I cried a bit, but I cry a lot for how hard I can be. I was reminded that I still have some niggling human vulnerability, but that diminishes.
However, I survived and had some chicken fried steak. Even the bad days aren't really that bad.
However, I survived and had some chicken fried steak. Even the bad days aren't really that bad.
Yeah, I'm feeling the crying tendency too, but for me it's cause I can't talk or breathe through my nose. I bet chicken-fried steak would help with both of those, though.
Winter blows.