I'm fairly certain that, hypothetically speaking, if I were driving a manual transmission in this emotional reversal, I'd have blown a clutch by now. Or 6. Ugh! Why the fuck do hormones have to play such a huge part in the way we think? My brain is agreeing with all of the logical opinions and choices and decisions being made and pointed out and my heart is standing in the middle of the room, with its arms crossed stomping its feet. My brain tells my heart to shut up and get over it and the heart responds by sticking its tongue out, crossing its arms even harder and closing its eyes, as if that alone will make it all go away. Will they ever be in agreement? Hahaha, fuck no. The heart never learns and the brain only gives in to the heart when there's a chemical imbalance. Which, for me, happens to be pretty much all the time.

Yay for being fucked up!

Tomorrow is my Friday. Finally. I'm going out with the girls after work. None of us have to be anywhere Friday morning so there's a definite possibility that it could be a late night. We're getting together early so we may all just be old women and be home and in bed by midnight. Who knows. Anything is possible at this point. I'm pretty excited, despite being an emotional wreck off an on throughout the day. It'll be the last time I get together with one of them before she goes off on an internship in New Zealand for 6 months. There's also a very strong probability of drunk texts being sent. I'll try to avoid drunk calls.

I like blogging every day. It allows me to get out things at the end of the day. Or the beginning. Doing this at the end of the day kind of lets things play out in their entirety so that it's slightly more cohesive. Rather than writing about a panic attack as it's happening, I can recap it and type out the outcome as well.

Now I'm just rambling. There probably won't be one tomorrow ... since I'm going to be out til who knows when. So, until Friday. . .

The heart may win battles but, don't let it win the war! Stay strong my Seattle friend!
» Midnight on 2014-08-29 08:37:59

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