yesterday was not pretty.
neither was this morning.
my head was not a fun place to bed.
you know that theatre term 'pathetic fallacy', when nature mimics the emotional reality going on. Like in the end of Romeo & Juliet there's the line to the effect of "and the sun, for its sorrow wouldn't not show its head".
It's been rainy and windy and horrible here the last few days weather wise and in my brain.
The rain is cleaning though, except gag me, I'm practically quoting that sappy song "I can see clearly now."
I'm one of those people that spirals downward easily, one thing goes bad and I dwell and can only think about everything that's going wrong and get miserable. And I haven't been sleeping well. As my hubby says, I get "squirely" when I don't get enough sleep.
Anyway, I've moved on. I'm going to bed. I'm going to be well rested. I get to set the clock back an hour, that's a whole extra hour to sleep.