old (2008), Uncategorized

not my preferred kind of day

There were plenty of things I planned to do today, but what was definitely NOT on the agenda was bursting into tears for no discernable reason while driving down Ashland Avenue to take The Green-Eyed Boy home. Now I’ve got an emotional hangover, I still can’t figure out why I cried for a couple of hours this afternoon, and this is all I’ve got the energy to blog. Namaste.