Nomad: Fake Fake Fake

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Friday, July 29, 2005

Fake Fake Fake

Sometimes this socity just throws me off. Today I am sitting at my desk smiling at people as they walk by and ask me how I am doing. "Good! How are you?" I answer and they walk on. I feel like crap. I dont feel well, I didn't get enough sleep last night, and I just feel really burdened. But I still smile and say, "Good!"

I need a mental health day.

The saving grace of this whole thing is that in about 7 hours I will be on my way in a car with 2 dogs and a friend to go camping and hiking. I get to spend an entire 36 hour period outside... That thought has to get me thought the day...