The Crossraods GT was a grand time. High marks for painting, perfect sports, and a decent battle score (two wins, two draws, one loss) put me at 14th place out of 68. Things have not been right since I returned from the trip. Work is busy and insanely frustrating, with call after call on issues that I can't fix. Sleep is in short supply. My therapy session was tense, as we are digging around into issues that make my brain hurt. Said brain imploded at Temple, where the extremely aggressive music and lights (very much not in the style of the night) pushed me right over the edge. I bailed early, and discovered my passenger door is stuck shut.
I just about quit work today, but realized that was Crazy Talk. Literally.
So, back to being damaged and weekly visits. I suspect that this weekend will be filled with more triggering events. Some of them I can miss, some I probably can't. Won't this be fun.
I just about quit work today, but realized that was Crazy Talk. Literally.
So, back to being damaged and weekly visits. I suspect that this weekend will be filled with more triggering events. Some of them I can miss, some I probably can't. Won't this be fun.