I totally had my bubble burst the last couple days.  It sorta put a kink in my usually chipper, good humor.  I hope I can find it again and not have a chip on my shoulder where this particular bubble burster (s)  is concerned.  I’m not one to hold a grudge, but, this has taken a little something out of me.  Maybe come tomorrow, it will all be ok and everything will be fine. 

Now, I’m self conscious and things get ruined for me when I become self conscious.   I will go back into my shell and wonder how long it will take for somebody to say “Why are you not like you used to be?”

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