Ugg

I've been sleeping more and more the last few days.
Early Bedtimes.
Daytime naps.
I thought I was just depressed,
but it turns out I'm just sick.

Dead Duck

I hit the duck while driving home from the store tonight. He exploded in a puff of feathers in my side view mirror. His death was illuminated by the car driving behind me.
I don't feel very good about this. In fact I'm a bit numb. Although, I did have a tearful outburst while putting my kids to bed.
This sucks.

Just Go To Sleep

Sometimes I think I should just go to sleep. That way I can avoid all of these intrusive thoughts that bombard my brain and make my heart hurt. I figure that my subconscious can work things out as I sleep. Lets just cross our fingers and hope that I don't remember the dreams.

Maybe I'm avoiding sleep by staying up so late that I finally crash. What do you do when you are afraid of your own thoughts and your afraid of what might come visit you in your dreams?

Decisions, decisions. Does anyone else ever feel like this?

Monday Night Fun

I wanted pink toenails.
....So did a couple of other little people.
My boys wanted patterns.
(They think they have the coolest wolverine claws EVER)
I hope no one destroys their fun. Even if the colors they chose are pink!