This weekend was a whirl of emotional upheaval. You know where the day goes by so fast because you aren't really sure what you are saying, what you mean or what the connection is supposed to be.

I did, however, accomplish at least one thing at work.

I have also discovered, definitively, that I'm anal retentive. That's I'm a perfectionist with high expectations of myself and everyone around me. In light of this, I am not quite sure how I've been so successful in my life. Why hasn't anyone knocked the hell out of me yet?

T gave me this book to read for my last flight. The Long Walk I've been thinking about it for days and highly recommend the story.

Tomorrow a new week starts. I hope to make this week brighter. If all else fails... brighter.