It’s almost 4am. Haven’t slept since 130. Decided to take a drive to a river outlook and face the dam lights.
I’ve been praying...something that I haven’t done in years. Because I am desperate. I’m trying to do everything I can to right myself and my life. And I don’t know what else to do to ease this pain.
It’s drizzling and I’m letting the drizzle hit my head. It’s giving me some comfort.
No idea on how to proceed this week. Want to tell W that I want to work on things but I cannot. She has to come to me.
