I've had a rough week, but I'm the brave face of the family and I'm supposed to keep it together. Nothing in particular happened, but a shoulder to lean on would have been helpful. Not just anyone's shoulder, Larry's shoulder.
He's who I fret for when I have these kinds of weeks and it's been a while since the last one so it's an improvement just as much as it's a setback.
Decided earlier tonight that I'm taking the day off of religion. Its instilled in me that it's the place to be when you're feeling low, but even God rested and I want to rest away from everyone.
There is no fix for what I am feeling this week. It's a sadness with an age of 5 years that lays dormant for the most part.
It reappears infrequently.
Like this week.