The Queen of Angst. I get her- a lot of the time.
And she gets me. Although in a different context...
"Day one, day one
Start over again
Step one, step one
I'm barely making sense
For now I'm faking it'
Til I'm psuedo-making it
From scratch, begin again"
Sometimes it's nice to have to the words to match with the feelings...
On a more positive note, this weekend will find R and I in Victoria, visiting parents and friends (not as many as I'd like though). It's my Dad's b-day weekend. He turned 50 on the 14th.
Time to celebrate and enjoy being away.