I just want to slide down the floor and cry cry cry. Feel so tired.
I remember the book I used to read as a kid,
it was a Disney’s edition of Alice in Wonderland, and at the end of every page you would have to make a decision about what you gonna do next so readers were sort of creators of the story as well. However, there was a scene where Alice ends up in the woods and she has to pick between two paths. Alice, I.e me, would always pick a left path, which lead her to the angry caterpillar which lead her to the green valley. Then, at the last scene (because that’s the point where the story you made ends) Alice hits
the rock with her foot finger and starts to cry. And she was crying so hard and unstoppable that soon the big river came out of her tears and cares her away.
What do I want to say?
Hell I have no idea.
Just thought this was a nice metaphor for the way I feel right now.
Thanks God and SzAdmin for Lounge. Amen and all that. Have a nice day/night.