Have you ever felt like you’re 5 years old again and you’re standing in the middle of a mined camp, just wanting to see your mommy so she can make everything better? Hmmm… Yah… That’s how I feel right now. Sometimes you feel you’re on cloud nine and then the cloud is gone, so you fall really hard. They say everything happens for a reason, but I just wonder how many reasons do I need before my life becomes stable?

I just hit another bump on the road and I know it’s not the worst that can happen, but I feel so discouraged! My job, my beautiful, cool, entertaining job? I won’t be able to keep it because of transportation issues. Now, that just plain sucks and of right now it doesn’t seem like there is anything to do, so I just have to suck it up, be a big girl and look for something else.

Bah! I need some sleep… I hope I’ll get it.