Tuesday, March 14, 2006

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.
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3 comments:

novice.knitter said...

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.

3/14/06, 2:52 PM
Be said...

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.

3/15/06, 7:44 AM
Yogo said...

Yes. When you're feeling raw people leave you alone.

3/15/06, 6:09 PM

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