why do the most inane passages from a terribly-written webcomic make me go all hopelessly squishy?
i am le squish fest today.
i felt like i was on the point of bawling all day at work, like every minuscule decision i made was: log into computer account or bawl on the floor. ask intern to fetch supplies from closet or bawl on the floor. answer visitor's question or begin bawling. i told emn i was going to cry if she hugged me the other night and i haven't yet.
it is cozy here in my corner of the world and i shall go to sleep in a downy nest and in the morning i will go through the motions and i will keep going through them until the things i do make sense again and i know why i do them.