...I wouldn't have to worry about putting on a few pounds, or debate about what to wear. And I'd be a grumpy stick figure right about now. On days like today, work feels suffocating. The walls cave in, and I find myself leaping through a mental obstacle course.
I'd like to just crawl into bed, sleep for a few days, and come back out into sunlight when the world is a better place and all my problems are miraculously solved. I know, now I don't sound like a stick figure, I sound more like a hibernating bear that wins the lotto, and gets fish served to her rather than have to fend for it. Oh the glamorous life we wish to lead.
