Thanksgiving

I don’t want to get out of bed. I tried to. I actually got up and walked into the kitchen but Bonnie’s not awake yet and I need her. I’m staying right where I am until I hear her.

Today hasn’t even started yet and I want it to be over. I want to be home. I wish I could be home. Not yet though. I have today to get through, in the company of my loved ones and then I have tomorrow and Saturday to get through in the company of more loved ones. It’s better that way. Nothing is really making these two days feel better, but spending them alone probably would not have been the best idea.

I’m tired already and I haven’t even done anything. I’m going back to sleep.

Sad,
Shneed