I had all kinds of good energy that just seeped away this weekend after coming home. Yesterday I couldn't even get out of bed, and when I finally did it was just to relocate to my couch. Terribly depressing. I don't deserve any sympathy at all, I know. I'm just sayin'.
Tonite is a New Year's party with D. and I don't feel like going, but I will. I've decided that I hate commercial celebrations of Christmas and New Year altogether because it's all so fake. Excuse me while I go wallow in disillusionment and self-pity.
And happy new year!
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