What I don't get is why my brain can't think about these things during the day with the sunshine and coffee? Can't these thoughts wait till morning when I can sift through them properly?
I've decided that I want to be happy with my body by the time I turn 30, and I'm wondering if I should ever eat again. Ha.
Somewhere inside my head I am trying to remind myself that I need to find a job, put up bookshelves, clean out my closet, actually unpack, resign from the job I love that has recently decided I don't matter enough to pay me, and actually do something good for myself. I've already had all my bad luck. It's time to just find the good and help it grow.
Siiiiigh. Most of all, I need sleep. Maybe tonight I'll have better dreams.