Today I'm just frustrated. The world's not spinning the way I think it should and people aren't doing --whatever it is--my way. I feel like a toddler. Even Sis isn't doing it right....she won't go on a walk with me. She wants to snooze in the sun in her bed and I get that...it does look rather delicious...but I just want her to do what I want her to do. Like that'll ever happen.
When everything in the world is bugging me, clearly the problem is with me. I guess I need to figure out whether I need a nap, something to eat, what's really going on underneath my frustration, if I'm lonely (I'm not) or what I'm mad about. Bingo.