Stumbled into a bad place yesterday morning.
Didn’t want to drag the whole lot of you with me, so I did not blog.
There are spots of bleak wasteland in my mind, worn down by decades of worry, turned cragged by irrational fear. It is an incredibly unpleasant place in which to find oneself.
Thankfully, I have learned ways to usually avoid that turnoff.
Just not yesterday morning.
Chloe (trying not to track wasteland into the good)