This accidental picture of underneath my desk perfectly depicts my current mood. My day was spent with a pounding headache, tears, disappointment and good thrown in there too. It’s funny how no matter how lucky we are, you can’t help being blind-sided and knocked off your pedestal. So the headache is gone, because the tears chased it away, and now I’m in that weird post-cry-blubber stage. I love that Bryan lets me cry it out so I can move on. Now onto the good and all it offers. So someone disappoints you – you move on, because that’s literally all you can do. No one is safe from the random chaos of this world, and allowing myself to occasionally be overwhelmed by it is proving to be okay, even helpful.
Deep breaths, let the disheveled become….sheveled?