I feel a little lost today to say the least.
Not only has work dragged like a blimp through treacle, but I have spent this extended slowed version of time being plagued by thoughts of sweets and treats. so much so that I just want to sleep to escape it all.
Today has been an odd montage of typing, phone calls and chocolate calorie laden dreams, with an infusion of social awkwardness and heavy snow showers. I feel as though I am drifting between two separate sides of myself. Their discourse is getting more agitated and argumentative and as I listen I appear to forget where I am.
"Don't you dare fucking eat anything you weak pathetic excuse for a human being!"
I have spent the last few hours yearning to leave the small 90's static ridden pod that is my office and get home to pack my pants and sleep for the whole weekend at my boyfriends. My worry speaks volumes across my face, as my fear for the future increases.
Even with ten minutes to spare before I can legitimately flee, I still feel like there are hours to go....
From Under the Ivy Tree: Snippets of confusion from a life more ordinary
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