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Apr. 25th, 2007 10:54 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
froggy_dearToday was a hard day. I broke in the afternoon. I could feel that knot just below my breastbone all afternoon. I went into archy to put the apple I didn't eat today in their fridge and Kelly asked, very sincerely, how I was. The question made me start tearing up. I held it back and spoke quietly. We talked for a while about how I was feeling stressed out, and I left. I went to the bathroom and had a few quiet tears.
I walked to the bus, occasionally pushing back tears. I rode the bus home, doing the same thing. I get home, choke back some more tears. Then I got over it with some dinner and some trivia game playing. I still feel stressed as hell. My load is going to be heavy, but I think I can make it. The next several days might blow pretty hard though.
I don't want to break again. If there's one thing I hate it's getting teared up emotional in front of people.
But my paper is better cited now, and cited in a more or less chicago style. I need a better conclusion, and probably a better intro, but that's something to save until later. Or tomorrow anyway. If I want to be of any use tomorrow, I should consider going to bed.
I walked to the bus, occasionally pushing back tears. I rode the bus home, doing the same thing. I get home, choke back some more tears. Then I got over it with some dinner and some trivia game playing. I still feel stressed as hell. My load is going to be heavy, but I think I can make it. The next several days might blow pretty hard though.
I don't want to break again. If there's one thing I hate it's getting teared up emotional in front of people.
But my paper is better cited now, and cited in a more or less chicago style. I need a better conclusion, and probably a better intro, but that's something to save until later. Or tomorrow anyway. If I want to be of any use tomorrow, I should consider going to bed.