I woke up freaking out. There were hundred of little plastic army men doing back flips in my stomach. Yes. today they were army men and this picture is exactly what they felt like in my stomach.
They were doing backflips as my mind was racing about everything going on at work, the meeting with the HR person, the possibly looking for another job, the getting a passport, the stuff going on with Papa, the possibly of looking for a place to live if I go through with getting a different job, this this and the that, and the freaking out about freaking out. I tend to do that a lot.
I'm hoping the plastic army men stay away tonight so I'm going to make myself a nice cup of lavender earl grey tea and relax before trying to get some shut eye.