Feb 10, 2012: Bumper Sticker

I feel like the human incarnation of a cheesy bumper sticker. "My get up and go, got up and went." Last night, it was bed at 8pm. Slept through to 8am. Napped for two hours this afternoon. Clearly, I am a toddler dressed as a grown-up. And a very poorly dressed grown-up at that. I've been living in what my friend Kirsten calls, my "shuttin' 'er downs". Tops and bottoms exude loose and baggy, and perhaps in some cases, chocolate stained as well. Comfort food, comfort clothes, and existing by the wisdom of Bumper Sticker philosophies. That's what going through a sad time allows.