I'm feeling like I'm going to crumble at any given moment. Just frustrated and on edge and feeling like I'm going to break when I can't be broken, there is too much going on to be broken. Trips and moving and dealing with postal bureaucracies and dealing with people who cannot read and write. And dumb questions and the lack of thoughtfulness.
It will be okay. But I will miss my friends and my nephew who will be three tomorrow. I wish I could celebrate at home, with them, and not alone.
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