there’s no place like home
I stayed off work yesterday. I told them it was due to jetlag, but mainly it was brain lag. I’m still torn up about the whole trip, I just can’t believe it. And it’s gotten me depressed about life in general. Men seem to be jerks, money’s too tight to mention, I have no love for where I live and my job is still in uncertain territory. I could just use one or two things to go right in life to get my head believing again.
