Work is so hard. I know I’ve mentioned it before, but I probably will again as well. All I can think about is Matt and losing him, but I can’t dwell on it or let myself feel much because I’m at work. I also can barely concentrate on reading – it just seems so unimportant and shallow. I’ve never had this much trouble getting out of bed and going to work.
Just wanted to complain about work. Maybe I’ll try to read something again.
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were you able to read? Feeling any better?
I did end up being able to read some magazine pieces – nothing big, but enough to keep me occupied to an extent. Felt better over the weekend but it’s all starting over again…..