The morning after

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    Today is cold and rainy.  What a cliche. It matches my mood.


    It's 9 a.m. and I decided to start drinking wine.  I wish I was drunk last night when all this came to pass.  That way I'd at least have a lame excuse for my sorry existence. I'm also deciding what to do about myself. Too bad I can't see my shrink right now.  I do think my family - on both sides - might be thinking I should be put away. They all talked last night. Maybe I should be put away.


    The more I think the more I cry. I always thought I could handle anything.  The one part of my life I do like is being Meredith. That makes me happy.


    I'll see what else happens today.