Trepidation is what I'm overwhelmed with right now.
I got a bunch of crap done today.
I read a little, mopped, tons of laundry.
Paid all the bills.
I even got a UV light so I can do my own nails.
But the pit in my stomach is feels like a black hole, dragging my in by force.
I'm fighting against letting anyone turn anything sour for me.
It's mine and you can't have it.
But the level of uncertainty makes me feel like I'm walking through a mine field.
And I'm super attached to my feet.
They're very cute...
At least none of it was her.
She was actually aiming her fire somewhere else and I accidentally got burned.
That does make me feel loads better.
I have so much respect for her, that had left me bewildered.
But I can't shake this trepidation.
It's all consuming.
You know you're in trouble when you're counting hours...
Ah crap.
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