Oh wow. It's not even 6am on Sunday. Haven't work since Tuesday. The dread just set in. Dreading putting up with moods/stress of others. When did it start getting so blech??
Maybe I feeling like looking at those that bring the intensity and saying, Don't you ever stop and think that maybe some of us are a little worried about ailing loved ones? That maybe this isn't the end all in the grande scheme...these things are rather petty, no?