Lots of surprises, none of them particularly good. I feel like in one aspect of my life, I am stuck on a track like a train, and I can't get off.
Work is really hard for me these days. It's taking a lot out of me... when I get home, I feel drained. Emotionally, physically, mentally.
But, in the midst of the surprises, I maintained my composure. I wore my poker face. I played one card, yes, but that was a probing shot. (Yes, I know that no one understood anything I just wrote. I wrote it for me.)
I'm tired. And I'm trying really hard to find my way off this train. If it would only slow down enough for me to catch my breath.