Ever just have one of those weeks?
Where nothing seems to go right...
And nothing you do seems to matter?
And every step forward feels like it's immediately followed by one giant push two steps backward?
(sigh)
I'm just having one of those weeks.
I know it will turn around.
It always does.
And of all the things that could be going wrong, my life really isn't that bad.
Some times you just want to wallow...
Keep your hood up and sunglasses on...
Listen to alternately depressing and angry music (don't worry I have playlists for these types of days)...
(sigh)
I need to move back to the midwest.
I miss you all.
