I am starting to feel the presure. I know I have two options at this point. I can let it pull me down into the blackness for a bit or I can stand up and face it. Facing it is always better. The only thing is that facing it is a litte harder at first. I go back and forth like a ship at sea. I always complain about that, but I am starting to think that I am secretly addictied to that feeling. I am addicted to everything in my life to some extent. I have an opportunity to take on a "course" with a life coach via tele-conference, pro-bono. I am starting to chicken out of that. The ironic thing is that I am the one who sought her out and made the request. I guess I'll just have to go to sleep tonight not really knowing which way I am going to take myself tomarrow. On the up side I do have plans with my boyfriend to go and see Shrek The Third on saturday. If I don't let myself get pulled down we should be able to enjoy eachother for the weekend. I need to go shopping but I don't have the money right now. Maybe God will intervene and let there be funds in the bank account of the jerk I sued because the sheriff has already made the attempt to freeze his bank account, or at least the account that I know he used to have. Now if there is money in there and if it is still an active account of his has yet to be seen. That would be awesome.
- Current Mood: contemplative
- Current Music:Gravity