11/02/00: Bad Day
I just need to share this.
I lost my little shoulder bag on the way home last night. typical stupid me. had everything in it -- keys, id, money, make-up, the book I was reading, blah blah blah. and of course it was a really sweet bag.
after I snuck in through the fire escape, I ate some sorbet and watched tv and felt sorry for myself. then I took a long shower, went to my room to get dressed, came back in the bathroom, and mangaged to slip and fall and scrape my foot on the radiator and bruise my elbow and my butt and bang my head on the wall hard enough to get a bump there.
and today, I have to meet an ex for drinks because I decided it was time to face up to my demons.
just sharing. I feel like sitting down and crying like a little kid -- "it's not fair!!!!"
on the plus side, I had a nice little revelation. on the way back to the bloody subway this morning, I almost got hit by a car, and I thought, "well then I'd be out of my misery" and then I said, "hell no, I don't want to be out of my misery. I like my misery."