Having some coffee, trying to wake up from another bizarre night of sleep due to jet lag from my fabulous trip to Ireland. Thank goodness I had some time off from going back to work. Speaking of that, how badly am I dreading that? Ugggg. I love being off. Though having all of this time to nyself is very odd, I know most people would love it but it is lonely and a tiny bit scary at night. Wouldn't it be fun to actually have a partner around that 1. enjoyed being with me. 2. liked to talk to me. 3. maybe occasionally wanted to do things with me.

Sigh