Tuesday, June 30, 2009
My stomach is like a bottomless pit. A dark hole of hungriness. I usually eat a lot, but this is getting ridiculous. I'm a pig (a pig in a pink dress). Maybe I am unconciously missing the kids more than I think I do, and somehow try to comfort food my way to calm and happiness? It's a good thing Friday's coming closer. If they don't come home soon they won't recognize me.