i hate these weeks.
too much to do. not enough time.
complain, complain, complain.
today, i had the most bizarre thing happen.
i got so nervous, i wanted to ralph.
it's never happened before.
and, really, the reason wasn't even a very good one.
all i could do all morning was lay in bed and listen to "this american life"
for hours. i turned my heating blanket on high, and after a short nap, was in a pool of my own sweat.
i tried to calm down, to not think about the event.
but i was just....crazy.
i am spiraling.
