yup. sometimes I am roadkill.
often i allow it.
when did i start letting my emotions get the better of me? although I have always been a heart-on-her-sleeve kind of girl, it seems like I have this need to bubble right up to the surface lately.
such and such is starting to really get under my skin
time to be honest (cry cry cry). i am unhappy with this situation...
not a bad thing, honesty. but i am ragged out after all of those feelings leave my body, sometimes like a slow leak, but lately more like an all out explosion.
this premenopausal state is a tough place to live in.
on the way home from dinner with my husband tonight, i had a total flashback to our first few dates. we were byu students. it was Fall. 25 years ago. it was like i could smell football and leaves and apples and all of the other symbols of the season.
and even though i was jamming to some loud moroccan music as i reminisced, the little spicy tears welled up.
courage, kazzy. courage. it will all be over in a few years.