Didn't help matters either that I was reduced to my five year old self last night, alternating between the usually-at-bay fear of the dark and horror at the lightning storm.
Ampersand abandoned me for her safe place under the piano bench, so I ended up crying myself to sleep.
Between the headache from tear-loss dehydration, the clenched jaw and the sleep lost to the nightmare, I'm going to be an absolute bear at work today.
Tuesday, March 14, 2006
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My problem last last night was wind, not lightning, but I know how you feel. My fiance trys to make light of it "it's only a storm..." but I know different. The lightning and thunder are, more often than not, terrifying. I feel for you. It is no fun to be tired because fear kept you awake.
Thanks for that. I did crawl under the piano once when a storm woke me up - and the ridiculousness of it gave me something to joke with myself about.
I allowed myself to be a bear yesterday and got a lot of stuff done. There's something to be said for being raw every now and again.
Yes. When you're feeling raw people leave you alone.
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