I am at work and I get so frustrated. I can’t focus. I have this semi important job, and I can’t focus. I am allll over the place.
I know there are a lot of great things about where I work and I try and remember that. I just have a hard time handling the chaos, the noise.
And funny, as I write this , it is fairly quiet. I hate myself for not being able to stay organized. I just want to go home and do nothing, talk to nobody, except my son.
I am supposed to have my grandson this weekend and I love him so much. But I feel so tired. I don’t want to do anything but lay on my bed. But I will get up in the morning and I will get my grandson. I know his sweet little face will be tonic for my soul. I just wished I didn’t feel like this:
Like a weight is sitting on my chest. I can’t quite figure it out.
Sorry, I’m rambling.
I just want to feel… I don’t know.. not like this
Thanks for reading.