Things will get better, but in all likelihood, things will get worse before they get better. This virus is sneaky and cunning and won’t give up. It has a mind of its own.
My anxiety: You lost your engagement ring
Me: but I didn’t wear it today
Anxiety: You could have and you probably threw it away
Me: digs through the trash can and every foil (can’t find it)
Anxiety: you need to go home right now and make sure it’s there.
You ever pack a quick bowl after making dinner and try to go snug on the couch and smoke and drop your bowl upside down and lose your weed? Yea me either.
I was just rocking Sawyer and singing twinkle twinkle little star and get got the saddest look and started crying and my whole heart is mush and i cried with him. Send help 🤣