Some days I feel so childish... Like so many things are out of my hands and I've no option but to sit, swinging my legs from the chair, wishing I was old enough to talk with the grown-ups and understand their big words... Investments? PPO? 401k? Vested, not vested? Eh... I need to lay down.
Balance eludes me. Migraines consume me. I'm not one to be taken down easily, but the last few days have stood over me in triumph and mocked as I crawled into bed at 8:30. Is this personal or professional? Either way, it looks like failure and I can't look it in the face just yet.
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