One of those days. Not really slept much this week, would be surprised if i’ve managed a whole 4 hour cycle at any point since saturday/sunday. Am exhausted and it leaves me raw. So i’ve had one of those days where nothing terrible has happened but every minor issue, that should have been a minute to deal with has been draining and hard because I have no defences left.
It’s been one of those very rare occasions where I didn’t want to come home to just the cats, I wanted someone to be able to take some of this off me when I came in so I could just relax, rest, recover.
Sometimes you feel invincible all on your own, other times you want a Death Star just to feel a little bit back in control. Today was a Death Star day. I want to climb inside a giant armoured orbiting ball of death and maybe fry a few people from it. That’s bound to make me feel calm and safe and strong again.
This must be what Yoda meant about fear leading to the dark side. Maybe I should insist on being called Lord Vader? Maybe not.