Friday - From a teary point of view

I had tearful Monday morning. And this Friday evening, was a follow up of that. I was far from being cute. I was far from the blushing blossom earlier.

Once again I found myself in cold empty office. One nearer to my own, one nearer to destination office.

It was there I hid, for almost an eternity. Before I realise I have been bawling my eyes out for almost 2 hours. And that I was neglecting the office, the familiar ring of Boss' dedicated ring tone, the entire world.

I guess I didn't find my power animal. And I guess I didn't find also the comfort of crying into Bob's bitch tits that would probably be able to summon a good night's sleep.

Well, tears aside, back to my desk. There's been enough little successes today. I am good. Or I will be good. Or I will start counting my blessings, to remind me : I am still here.

I had lunch delivered. I had a thoughtful 5 minutes. I had my standing still of 5 minutes.