Letters to BIG

Today did not start off well. It started off at 3 am, in confusion. Around 8am, I threw up...twice. Then I walked out my door 20 mins later to a disgusting,cold day. I just wanted to crawl back in the sheets with my cat. But I went to work, a few minutes late, and acted as a zombie. I couldn't shake the thoughts from my head and I was shoving my face with crap, so body-wise I wasn't feeling better. But then I decided that I couldn't continue with the nonsense. I knew exactly what was making me so glum and it was ridiculous. I decided to shake it off, as I've done before, and remember what truly makes me happy. I came home, went for a run, did a little bit a pampering to shake me off the "oh woe is me" mood and wrote a letter to old friend. The letter was just a way to try to clear some tension in my life, doubtful the response will ever come but God knows I've tried. I know I became a much better person in the end, and I really don't need justification. I just tried to be mature....but let's look at who I'm dealing with. Anyways, what I'm getting at is that I am at a better place. I use to wallow in self-pity for days on end over something very miniscule. I sorta hated myself for even allowing myself to be upset for the amount of time that I was. It was silliness. I got it going good, why must I try to create drama out of nothing? That's other people I know.