I dont have much to say these days.
Its like I have almost retreated inside myself for inner reflection. Or some crap like that.
Truth is I’m still thinking about N’s upcoming little surgery on Thursday. I am still nervous. Not really coz of the procedure itself. I think that takes at the longest 20 minutes or so. I’m more concerned over her reaction to anesthetic. I’m sure she will be fine. Groggy but fine. But my paranoia and total irrationality is starting to over power me.
Since I heard she has to go in, it has been a battle between my common sense and these two evil mind terrors. Common Sense is getting weak. But shall not give up. I am truly thankful for that. Battered and bruised Common Sense shall over come and win the war!
I am also, as you can see, slightly losing the plot a bit…. :O
And now, time to have a laugh, to make us (me) feel a bit lighter.
*credits to owners