I smacked myself in the eye last night with a glass hummingbird. Yes, you read that right. Today I had to pack off my husband for a trip to the left coast for a depo, woke up early in pain but got to see a happy twin sis, ran some errands and then came home and cried. My face hurts, my heart hurts and it's cloudy.
Ouch. Hoping 3 hours of immediate icing keeps most of the bruising at bay.
Tomorrow is a new day and I am making plans. Fall semester has come together and I will apply for programs this fall come hell or high water. I fear rejection and not having good enough recommendations.
Today is really about being lonely I think. I have this life, that I love, but I still crave interaction and I really wish that I had gotten more of a head start on it. Comforting myself with the fact that I have already done so much only gets you so far. I just have to keep moving forward, even if I'm all teary.
Boohooing gets me nowhere.