I've spent the last few hours working on music, and I think maybe that's what I should do when I can't sleep at night and I want to sit around and get mad and feel sorry for myself.
Yeah, I'm worried about this whole thing with mom.. but it's not like the world is going to end or anything. It could be much worse, after all. I could be a JW.
Anyway, L is skipping dinner in favor of bread and peanut butter (his own guilty pleasure), and I am thinking of eating some salad. I'm off work again tomorrow, and tomorrow night is band practice. Then it's back to work on Tuesday. More of the same.
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