Still at daughter's. She was in hospital 3 days with bad mouth/tooth infection. 2 days later she had 2 teeth pulled and will have another 2 pulled in about a month.. I just threw the basics in a suitcase and came out to stay with her and the grandkids. Will go home in a couple days then throw sime things in a suitcase and go to Florida. I know it sounds fun but I have been having breathing issues and anxiety and racing thoughts. I am not excited to go although I should be. I can say for sure that I am sick to death of these freezing temps. I mean.....three months straight?
I really need to get my shit together and have a life before I die. I feel like I am on a what? Athose "moving sidewalks"? Like an escalator that just goes straight. Can't explain but I know what I mean. Staying up till 3-4 in the morning for no reason. That could be why I feel like I'm the only actor in this episode of the Twilight Zone.
And I still don't know what I want to be when I grow up.