I am in Limbo. Everything I do is tinged with sadness, but even more frustrating is whenever I think of making any kind of decision or plan, I always end it with, I'll decide that after Friday. It's an uncomfortable existence that thousands before and after me face so I know I am not unique, odd, but not unique. I wish all this could have been taken care of in April, I hate tinging a whole new month with this business.
But it could be worse. I could be in another circle of hell, the one where they make you watch football and eat Cheetos. I actually prefer despair.
That last circle of hell sounds utterly unbearable. You are such a good writer. At least this month, I get to come visit. xoxoxooxoxoxoxoxoxox
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