back to bed
i’m touchy today.
i’m highly sensitive and over stimulated. i haven’t been getting enough sleep, there are too many kids next door screaming bloody murder, and dogs barking incessantly reminding me that i have only so much patience in my being. i’m not perfect. i’m not a saint. some days i find these little things charming, sweet and adorable.
today is not one of those days. today the high pitched squealing of small children is about to give me a migraine. the barking dogs remind me of my time in mexico, when i thought i’d been kidnapped and might be sold as a child slave. the beautiful summer day doesn’t remind me fondly of my grandmother, like i would expect, but of smog, fear, tension and the overwhelming nervousness i became used to when i lived in LA.
all in all: it’s a great day to go back to bed, if i could.
Posted on August 16, 2011, in mess of life and tagged children, dogs, fatigue, grumpy, highly sensitive, irritation, LA, Mexico, sassy pants, screaming, sensitivity, smog, tiredness. Bookmark the permalink. Leave a comment.