I May Be a Tiny Potato ...

I had my session yesterday and that’s always good! But, later in the day the elastic snapped. Hard. My levels of anger are through the roof. I’m glad I have Kalvin. We went for a drive and got a milkshake. Then I let him run free in a safe fenced closed school yard as I sat on the bench in tears in the middle of the night. Sometimes I feel really alone in this. Especially in the middle of the night. I haven’t bought a milkshake in probably 30 years and I hope I never buy another but McDonalds is open 24 hours and I figured even a 1 minute interaction with a human might help. Normally, I can find even a tiny bit of something to be positive about but today, I just want to throw potatoes at people.

Vanessa sent me this in the morning. If I knew how to knit I would knit them in the night when I can’t sleep. The note would say:

This might be a cute tiny potato but what I really want to offer you is a big foil wrapped potato to the face. Maybe even a frozen one so it’s harder.

I’ll feel like myself again soon and until then, I have Kalvin and the power of visualization.