Honestly I couldn’t think of a word to describe myself. Don’t you find it harder to diagnose yourself with adjectives? Well I do. Last night while writing my last two articles I thought about Grandma, Grandpa and Uncle Mike though I couldn’t stop my emotions from emoting. Later on when I went to bed fresh grief consumed me. I could very much describe myself as a crybaby this morning.
Especially since I could not get to sleep the Coke I had at dinnertime probably didn’t help me either. There were bouts of sobbing until I decided I needed to stop and make myself tired one way or another so I finished the chart I was working on and finished one of the demo pieces I had been working on earlier in the day. So I actually got something done during my emotional outpouring. It was maybe closer to 3 am before I finally fell asleep.
Yet I still got up before 8 am this morning and didn’t feel that hangover of not getting enough rest although it might still hit me later on. Maybe a different word would make sense if it wasn’t so close to tomorrow. I even asked mom and she said the word should be inquisitive. I might have to marinate on that word it seems to proactive for right now though.
Jewells of Thought 
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