wild nights

so, i've been through the ringer today. and it was not without vengeance that i left my store. some people push me until i explode. and so, i did.

no other way to frame it.

then i called my friend and flew to her.

how these women hold me together. make me feel sane. remind me that i am sane.

now i need to hole up, hide away for a while. recover. rest.

not so easy in the line of fire at work, but i'll be all business. won't show my hand. though i don't intend to be pushed around.

the thing about it is, the one who pushes me is the one i most enjoy. why is that the case?

i don't want this now. i don't need this.

time for bed. it's been an exhausting day. in so many ways.