I am getting a bitchy email from some dick at the office, needing something first off on Monday. Plan ahead douche bag.
They ran out of white wine on the flight. I am tired, nay exhausted. I need to get away. I need a good nights sleep. I need time away from family and work.
I want to lay on the couch with Lilly. I want to be left alone. I don't want to be responsible for anyone, anything.
Now my mom is talking to the lazy cab driver now. I feel the stress rising. I don't want to hear about my dads illness or how my parents met. I just want it all to stop. Can't I have 30 minutes without this? I just need it to stop for a little bit.
STOP. STOP. STOP.