Stuff happens, ya know? And then I forget. L, R, R.
Last week was spent writing reviews, a process I hate. It's difficult and depressing and dredged up all sorts of bitterness over last year. This week, I'm on call and it's already going badly.
Outside that, spending more time than normal - which is already way too much - wanting things I can't have (or, worse, can't get myself to try to obtain). And the angst that comes along with that.
People change, people stay the same. I change, I stay the same. A word here has me wavering in my commitment to an decision, tho I know it wasn't heartfelt and if I actually backed down from that decision I'd be doing it for nothing (or opening myself up for all /kinds/ of drama, which isn't exactly better). A word there has me questioning the nature of an entire relationship. Nth-hand information coming in from that direction has me annoyed and defensive.