Ever have one of those mornings where your mind feels:
broken into.
haunted.
fragmented.
vandalized.
And now i'm left to pick up the pieces and glue it back together.
...at least I can...
Just a little wiped out from the emotional rollercoaster from yesterday/last night.
work time.
broken into.
haunted.
fragmented.
vandalized.
And now i'm left to pick up the pieces and glue it back together.
...at least I can...
Just a little wiped out from the emotional rollercoaster from yesterday/last night.
work time.
isaiah:
I feel that way everyday. Unfortunately I suck at jigsaw puzzles, and I make a mess with the glue. So what exactly happened?