Rain and Hell
The first thing I need to make clear is that I love rain. It's so many things, and so full of possibility. I'm not complaining about the rain. It's everything else that has gone awry.
I derailed last night, and pretty hard. Something happened that took my legs right out from under me, and left me hurt. Broken. It was that last pebble in landslide that I'm still trying to dig through.
I feel like hell this morning.
To make matters worse, no one in my department is in the office today. I have nothing to distract me. I can't even remember what I was working on when I left yesterday. I'm just feeling ...blah.
When it got to be too much for me to process, last night, I called CB. Thankfully, she was available to speak to me before the storm came and started tearing up her yard. She saved me, again. Sometimes, it only takes a friend.
Sometimes (Rasputin) it really takes a best friend.
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