Slow on the Poets

I had ever intention of fnishing Frost yesterday. I did read quite a bit, but I didn't finish. I sort of had a meltdown. I was carrying some "backburner burdens" and didn't realize it until I snapped at a dear friend. I felt so bad, but she was forgiving, and I was able to cry over some hard things that are happening around me.

I am called to support a friend through a major crisis in her family. I skipped dinner with my family to be with her and just listen. It was important to do.

I wanted to crawl in a hold after snapping though. I don't like it when I do that.

Today is a better day. Jury Duty didn't happen. So, the slate is clean today.
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