I ate myself into a food-induced coma last night and fell asleep. I was already tired, but sometimes overeating makes it worse.
I have the blues today. Teary for no reason. My brain is stuck on the sad song channel. I hate that.
Not that Endless Love is supposed to be a sad song, but it made my mom cry in the car one night when I was 8, so it makes me cry now. I think that was the point at which I realized things maybe weren’t totally okay between my parents.
Anyway, have to go now. Just a quick checkin for you. 🙂