The sadness is coming back I think.
I feel it inching closer.
It slowly wanting to engulf me.
I don't want it to fill me.
Make me sad.
Triste.
It's just that I haven't been able to figure out how to fight it.
Make it go away.
For some reason, it has been stronger than me.
I guess the only reason it saturates me is because even though I say I can't control, I probably just don't want to.
Maybe I crave the sadness.
I don't know honestly.
It should go away.
Work is not the place to be sad.
Work is not the place to be sad.
Work is the place to work.
Not cry.
Crying is for babies anyway.
I'm probably just hungry or bored.
And I can't tell the difference between bored/hungry and sad.
That's probably it.
No, it's not.
Oh baby, I'm not ready for this.
