Please don't call 911
Sometimes you just need to be sad. No explanations necessary. I will wallow for a few more days and then the trip to Boston will surely kick me in the butt and make me come out of this....hopefully.
I go though this every once in a while and I don't OUT myself in my journal....this time I did. Not sure if it was a good thing to do. Sometimes it's better if everyone keeps the illusion of Sylvie instead of real Sylvie.
ok...I'm getting deep again...
back to the kiddie pool...
coffee - iced nonfat latte w/ equal -ICK ICK ICK - run away from this drink!
music - tv...don't ask