hooboy. it’s been awhile since i’ve thrown such a grandiose pity party complete with hand wringing and unabashed sobbing.

golly, i feel like i just came. i am all sweaty (i blame that on the otto and down comforter combination) and short of breath. my throat hurts and my face is puffy and sticky. it feels like it’s been turned inside out.

i feel much, much better now though. for the first time all day, i’m hungry. sadly, it’s much too late to eat. i’m still hurt and angry. but now at least it’s not making my stomach ache.