Sunday, 9 July 2017

Life's a Beach

Hi Col,

I know that I shouldn't complain, (which is the queue so that you know that I am indeed about to.)  No one died, no one is ill, I've just had a horrible week at work.  Rising at 4.30am, arriving at work before 6, working straight through without a break until almost 6pm then home for 7.  Just enough time to shower, blast head dry, throw a salad down me and watch an hour of TV before it's time to go to bed, .

Did I mention that I keep waking up at 3am and then that's it for the night?

I'm exhausted, cried myself to sleep at least twice this week, feel like I'm failing all of the tine and I wonder... what the actual reason is for me being here at all.

Anyway, I made it to the end of Friday.

I'm not managing my emotions very well at the moment, thinking of changing phone so that I can download an app to help me out.  You and I both know that it's nothing a walk along a beach couldn't fix, but that's not an option is it?

Why am I here?

I love you x

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