The Frazzles Are In Sight
(*Warning: Do not read if you don't want to hear anything negative or "depressing". I am just about to rant on some inner feelings. If you would rather just move along and only want me to make you laugh, then consider this the end of the post. **Smile** Have a great weekend!!! :) Still here?? O.k., well here goes. (As we all know, no matter how mad a crab gets, in the end it still gets cooked) I'm not sure quite how to illustrate how I'm feeling this morning. I woke up feeling like Christmas, with a crisp chill in the air and slight sparkle. Then that fizzled, and I continued nibbling on that same bad taste in my mouth that I went to bed with. Momentarily, I could faintly see the frazzles on the end of my rope. I'm just tired... tired of the fragile, glass road of life. And I'm tired of being misunderstood and feeling like I am forced to chew socks every time I express what's on my mind. I'm always the enemy, I can never possibly be right, and I wo...