drainedToo tired to type it all out. More tomorrow.
I'll say one thing, though. The last several days have been some of the most roller-coaster days I've had in a long time. I don't mean the time, as a whole, I mean up and down, moment to moment in the day, for several days lately. It's taking it's toll on me, wearing me thin and threadbare. Good thing I have a knack for reweaving myself; the pattern may not always match up, and the texture may not be as smooth, but the weft is always strong and binds the warp together for another round. Guess I'm just an old blanket, when all's said and done. I've got my patches and my holes, my rents and my ravelled edges, but people still manage to feel safe with me.
Sheets make you feel safe, right?
