Sometimes I wish I could escape from my own mind. The thoughts that run through are so darn mixed up.
I know it’s ridiculous for me to be feeling the way I am tonight. There is no logic behind it. But the feelings are so real. I have a deep feeling of dread and I’m not sure why but I’m convinced that tomorrow is going to be a really bad day. I have nothing planned for tomorrow. No appointments or meetings and no expectations for anything. David is working in the morning and it’s just going to be another average day. But I don’t want to go to bed tonight because my gut is telling me that tomorrow is going to suck. It’s one of the worst feelings ever.
I read some statistics that said that 600 dogs will be adopted tomorrow. 35,000 balloons will be sold and 800,000 packs of skittles will be bought. Pointless things. I know. Meh. Maybe I will go buy a pack of skittles tomorrow and then I can taste the rainbow. When you live such a dull, boring life something as simple as a pack of skittles can bring someone like me a lot of joy.
Maybe if I get some skittles tomorrow then my day might not suck as much.