same_sky | sometimes i am too hard on myself, and never do i understand this (Reply)

I have lost all my words. I have things I want to say but I don't know what they are. Yesterday was not good at all, and today wasn't exactly a bowl full of cherries.. which is good because I don't like cherries. I made M laugh, great big belly laughs, when explaining last night why I was so upset and stressed out but I couldn't do it again in text and even if I could, I wouldn't want to. I made a cake last night, a to-be beautiful homemade cake with strawberries and fresh whipped cream and jam and does anyone want a Springform pan that leaks because I sure as hell have one to get rid of? I had to take a store-bought blah cake to work instead. It's not like I've been planning on taking a real dessert for once, not for weeks or anything, of course not. And the boy watched a comedian earlier that he laughed and laughed at, and I couldn't go downstairs to join him because I had things to do and an excess of responsibility. But chicken gillespie is good, and the strawberry cake tasted alright except for being too thin and therefore overcooked and therefore texturally unappealing. So maybe I will just not talk about any of those things and go on to bed because I am a big girl and I can go to bed whenever I want to.