photo by me

I’m done whining. Yesterday was such an odd day. I couldn’t quit crying. Everything remotely sad made me just start crying like crazy.

I was acting crazy, too. the waterworks would start and I’d look over at Dakota and ask him what was wrong with me. The silliest things were making me cry.

Maybe I just needed to get it out of my system: the stress of the semester, the illness, the getting older. Today I feel rejuvenated and like my old self again.

So, no more whining about how rough my life is. I know I have it good. I have a job I love, a pup who adores me and comforts me when I cry, a home that I own, a family that is supportive, and a school career that I am excited about. That’s good stuff.