Today has been one of those days when you feel like the world has eaten you up, chewed you and then spat you out. Like anvils kept raining down on your head and all you had to protect yourself was a tiny pink umbrella. But I survived it. And in the immortal words of Scarlett O'Hara, tomorrow is another day. So I'm going with the babysteps approach, at least for now. Because right now my life is too much of a mess to see the big picture without wanting to sit on the floor and sob. But see if I won't conquer it all...
1 comment:
atão what's wrong? just a lousy day or something more?
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