No reason in particular, just one of those days.
My stomach was upset and spent the day busily and loudly complaining to the world --ok, not the world, but at least my office.
And that all-too-familiar demon was back at it.
You know, those demons that whisper in your ear telling you "you can't"?
Mine has a very specific name and face, and time and place. And he won't go away. And on days like today, I feel like I am a perpetual can't.
But in a couple of minutes I'll get a text message that says "On my way home. Love you." And I'll remember that in the things that truly matter, I'll never be a failure. Because I've already won.
What a charming post. I feel ya. It makes me so happy that you have found your one true love and the thought of him arriving home brings so much happiness to you. It's wonderful!
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