Some days just aren't worth getting out of bed and making yourself presentable.Least that's how it feels.
I used to work in the toy department at Towers (boy that dates me, doesn't it?). Occasionally, my friends Lori and Tracy would pay me a visit. They were such mall-ys ;). At one part there was a 3 x 5 section that had animated toys...you pull a string it talks to you (ie, this is a cow..."mooo"). Each one was different. They would come in, and pull every single freaking string so that all the different sounds and noises were playing at once. It felt like a horror movie...and I could almost feel the sounds closing in on me as my attacker was ready to pounce.
Some days I travel back to those moments...and I feel like the room is closing in on me....Over stimulation...everyone around me talking at once...can't hear myself talk....head POUNDING.....
Maybe I need chocolate?
1 comment:
I agree....chocolate doesn't fix it but it does help : ) I eat it every day! T
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