Tomorrow I have to have a nice birthday meal of some sort with my mother and listen to her talk about selling my childhood home.
I'm a wreck right now. I'm a wreck operating on auto-pilot. It feels like everyone I know is just trying to keep themselves together enough to function. It seems like some major life event or serious stress is happening to everyone I know this week and we just don't any of us have the time or energy we need to deal with it all.
I want to run away. I want to come back when the dust has settled...