It feels like it isn't.
It took a few motrin to get me to sleep last night.
I can't think, or focus, or smile.
I'm trying. To smile, that is.
I'm trying. To think straight, that is.
So. If you would be so kind, can you tell me when I haven't put my head on straight? I need to adjust to a new normal that I don't like. one. little. bit. It sort of feels like open heart surgery without the anesthetic (not that I have had open heart surgery with or without it).
I am turning to God for strength but I think there may be road construction or something, as there seems to be a bit of a delay.
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