I Wish My Mind Had A Delete Button
What's the opposite of splendid?
I woke with a start this morning at 4:30am on the button. One of those times when you're absolutely positive you've slept in, & literally everything is completely & irrevocably ruined. My stomach was in knots... then I looked at the clock.
Then proceeded a catalogue of the things I've done wrong in my life, & all the times I've embarrassed myself. One after another, after another these memories filed by, complete with physical reactions. My brain just wanted to remind me, heaven forfend I should forget. Safety first!
I feel like I've been steamrollered this morning. I'm sure I look it too, as one of my workmates just felt the need to say "you don't seem super this morning"
Screw you, brain! Just, screw you.
I woke with a start this morning at 4:30am on the button. One of those times when you're absolutely positive you've slept in, & literally everything is completely & irrevocably ruined. My stomach was in knots... then I looked at the clock.
Then proceeded a catalogue of the things I've done wrong in my life, & all the times I've embarrassed myself. One after another, after another these memories filed by, complete with physical reactions. My brain just wanted to remind me, heaven forfend I should forget. Safety first!
I feel like I've been steamrollered this morning. I'm sure I look it too, as one of my workmates just felt the need to say "you don't seem super this morning"
Screw you, brain! Just, screw you.
