I'm in such a foul mood today. It's one of those days where I want to disconnect from all social networking, cancel all communication with the outside world, and move to a cave in the mountains (in a warm climate where there are no dangerous animals, of course).
I've wasted my whole damn day making invitations for my son's birthday party, taking waaaaay longer than I needed to, and they still came out relatively lame.
I haven't exercised. I haven't prayed. I'm living like a person who's depressed. Am I depressed? Maybe. But to admit that is to admit that I'm being selfish because I always think selfishness is at the root of depression.
So, am I being selfish? Oh, most likely. Man. I hate it when I figure out stuff I don't want to know.
Suck it up, chick. Get movin'!