Lately
I haven’t had good sleep. I especially lost more last night after an email from
my professor. Just in case I don’t get caught saying what’s what; I’ll save it
for the end of the semester to talk about it. Let’s just say that my fellow
cohorts are not liking her much either. These anxiety tell me that I have not
been doing things right. Then again, I feel like this all the time. My sweaty
palms are good indications of those feelings.
I
suppose the only time that they actually go away is when I have closed a
particular life chapter. Either that or when I am certain of some outcome.
Right now, I am in the middle of both, that’s why I am left like that, a
nervous wreck.
Don’t
come just yet Santa! I am not ready for you yet!
Unemployed,
Vonnie S.
Vonnie S.
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