as if being totally sleep-whacked wasn't enough, now i've got depression coming into it to. sitting on the train today, had tears popping out my eyes for no reason at all and feel like i want to puke or maybe curl up on my couch and bawl for a while. right now i'm supposed to be preparing some sort of nice food for a dinner party at caleb, at which i'm supposed to be all lovely and cheerful. why do i fear this is going to be a nasty few hours?
*sinking into stinky sullen darkness*
i love quotes. my quote a day email sent a really good one the other day, just found it again:
Forgiveness is the fragrance the violet sheds on the heel that
has crushed it.
(1835-1910, American Humorist, Writer)