does your week start out feeling like this, but by the time wednesday hits it starts to feel a little more like a box of cold pizza? yeah, mine too.
6:30 this morning, looking a little like death, balancing a diet mountain dew in one hand with a plate of leftover pizza from the night before ready to reheat for breakfast in the other and the microwave dies on me. my initial thought was:
if my life were a movie, this moment, right here, would be the opening scene.
because if that single moment doesn't sum up my entire life, then i don't know what does.