I don't feel like writing anything tonight.
I feel kinda down.
Maybe the cookie karma didn't work this time.
Maybe I should just go to bed.
Stepped on the scale today - I weigh the same as I did last Monday.
Went to work - sleet outside. All day.
Went grocery shopping.
Came home and the baby was exhausted. We only had a few hours together.
Watched an episode of "Game of Thrones" - it made me want to write. Then it made me feel like I needed more energy to write. And I don't have any tonight.
I keep thinking about a lot of people who need help.
I really want to do something to help. I've been thinking of running...and raising money.
I don't even know if anyone would sponsor me.
I don't know. I'm in a weird mood.
And now it's 10 p.m.
And I'm tired.
And I don't feel like writing anything tonight.
Sometimes I think about getting another tattoo.
Of a dove. Just an outline.
I need to remind myself somehow
that even though it's dreary outside
and it's dark out
when I wake up
and when I come home
there is hope somewhere
leaning on my shoulder.