Maybe this is just what I need on this Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Night. If there were worms I'd eat them. If I could huck this computer one hundred miles I would--maybe one thousand miles. No one sat by me at church but an old man--he's a nice old man. But still. My house stinks. My house is messy. I'm feeling unloved and unlovely. I feel worthless and unworthy. I feel like I wish I could walk out the front door and walk somewhere else like that woman who swam a whole ocean. I would walk a whole life. Forest Gump where are you when I need you?
Things will be better, maybe, after I've slept. I guess I will watch this sixteen minutes video again and hope for a smile and that I were validated but for what? How can you be validated for nothing? I can't even write a good first sentence.
After the trial comes the blessing, right? I'm due a good one.
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Monday, February 9, 2009
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