at work

on a Monday...can't focus, can't think, can barely breathe.

in this morning's meeting, the one running the meeting said we should have two bags we carry during the day. 1 for the personal stuff and 1 for the work stuff. when we get to the door at work we should drop the personal bag and pick up the work bag. when we leave work for the day we should let go of the work bag and then pick up the personal bag.

really really fucking hard to do today. lotsa stuff swirling. seemingly no compassion from those higher up. i really just wanna curl up into a ball and sleep these feelings away...wake up with the sun-shining thru the windows and all this grief worked thru.

here's to the contrast!