I'm constantly torn between wanting to pour my heart out on this platform that is entirely my own, and not wanting to over-share. The thought of my deepest, darkest thoughts in the hands of someone I don't know give me anxiety attacks and heart palpitations. Like big time. I'm always trying to find a balance, and so far I haven't found it.
I'm currently recovering from the nastiest bug I've encountered in my adult life. Long story short; I threw up for fifteen hours straight and four days later I'm still nauseous and tired. Not loving life at the moment. Schoolwork is out of the question, my brain is on holiday somewhere in the Caribbean, so I've been dancing in my underwear and singing in the rain (the shower).
Happy weekend. C
