I went on vacation with my girlfriends last week.
It was not fun.
My brain is down for repairs and I’m not sure when it will be back up. I have faith that it will be, but for now I have to turn off the lights and go home until the workers are finished.
I’m still here, I think. Like, I want to be. This me that I am right now, I don’t, I don’t know how to deal with this so I’m just shutting down everything but essential activities like coffeetime, nap time, meals, and school chauffeur service.
I can’t talk, but I can listen.
I’m still here. Somewhere.