Just a bit melancholy today - went to Walmart, (which I HATE), and just realized, I have the freedom to buy whatever I want, and take as long as I want in the store. I don't know it felt freeing yet lonely at the same time.
I have therapy in a few minutes - not sure what I'm going to say but my heart still feels heavy - why is it that when everything is going so well, we choose to focus on the one thing that's not? Why do humans do that? I think about all those billionaires, movie stars, rock stars that are loved and adored by so many - they have everything they could ever hope for, but they are the most tortured? I am not saying I am in league with people like that, but I kind of feel like I am just making myself miserable for no reason. How long does it take for a broken heart to heal anyway?