The last few days have been a bit bumpy. Tuesday I got a call from my doctor and had to come back for a re-test. Wednesday night a scavenger truck backed into me and banged up my Jetta. While there were good things happening, I wasn't seeing them. Instead, I was beginning to feel like the Universe was out to zap my hard drive.
I'm told that I should just let it go, but I can't. It feels like clouds are blanketing my vision. I love my job, yet I'm only thinking about going home. I try to avoid contact with people, as I'm tainted. Everything is a drag. I feel like no one appreciates me and I'm not feeling all that grateful either.
But all it takes is one or two little things to shake me out of my funk. My coworker just brought me a cup of his straight-from-China-with-the-toasted-rice-bits tea. Another coworker who was monkey-sitting Rocco emails to give me a report, "Can Rocco have a banana? He's been asking all morning." My sense of humor returns, things get to be funny again.
Thanks to Patrick for the tea. It is the best cup ever.
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