I'm just gonna wing it!

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.