It didn't help that I arrived home from work at 3am in the morning, a heavy body with a heavy heart. So dragging myself out of bed yet again to work wasn't easy.
Yet I haven't had time to digest the emotional buffet from last night. After dragging myself out of bed today, I started work at Orchard. Lethargy first blocked out the mess in my head, then the bustle of the work place made me absent-minded about the mess: Almost.
The mess is still not sorted in both my head and heart.
But somehow I don't feel as burdened, lead-footed. Perhaps its Ella & Louis on the busride home that is serviving as the panacea.
But I know this is but a temporary solution. I have to deal with this mess directly and surely. Somehow, sometime.
Somehow, sometime.
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