Word of the day: glogg \GLUG\ noun: a hot spiced wine and liquor punch served in Scandinavian countries as a Christmas drink.
For some odd reason or another, I feel sad. I don't know why. Nothing negative, sad, or bad has occurred recently. Perhaps its the stress from job hunting. I got this great job offer contingent on the references. The headhunter has told me the references check out just fine and its a "go" in all respects. However, I recall how stressful it was at the beginning of this year when I was trying to find a job and it was so difficult. Perhaps I'm having a reaction from the previous experience. Perhaps PTSD!
It doesn't make me happy that I'm having to use Jeff's car. I worry that he's not attending Clubhouse like he should. I miss being in Bristol. It seems as though its where I belong. It seems as though after these 25 years here in Washington, all of a sudden, I don't belong. Washington is where I call home. Washington, I believe is the most beautiful city in the world. I always talk about how grateful I am to live here. Somehow, now I feel as I don't belong. I miss Holly. I'm lonely. I love Jeff so much. He means the world to me. He's my world. I can't ever let him down. Maybe sometimes I'm too hard on him. But I only want the best for him. I want him to be OK should something tragic happen to me. Where did this heavy aura come from that is lingering over me today? Why is it here? I wish I had someone online, an acquaintence or friend to chat with. Maybe that'd cheer me up.
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