Seems that everyone wants to know my plan for staying busy or safe or
occupied. Right now, avoidance. I have my list of things to do. Things
I want to do. The downside is that those are things I want to share.
But I'm the type of person who wants to share everything so maybe
that's pointless to even say. I'm not as bad off as I thought I'd be.
I lingered in the airport to cry a bit because I figured people were
used to seeing that there. Made it to work only a little late. My
chest hurts, but I expected that. Later I'll look for positives, but
right now, I'm okay where I am about this emotionally.