It was a long one. Full. Exhausting.
The kind you don’t really want to repeat. Ever.
The kind where you feel guilty because there *were* a couple of wins in there, but they were overshadowed by the yuk stuff, and it’s hard to keep joy when you feel like, well – like this.
Someone once said to me that, after a particularly yuk scene had occurred, they felt as though they had been vomited on. Well, I can identify with that.
Praise God for the wins then, hey!
Anyway, I’m needing some zzz’s. Hopefully they’ll find me.
Night, night, dear reader! And may our tomorrow’s be better than our today’s!
God bless you,