where am i?

After spending almost 5 hours copying papers, I had to sit down. My back is killing me and I am really tired.

Happy that tomorrow is Friday. I get to wear jeans to work, sleep in because it's the weekend, and see my bestfriend. I hope her car isn't acting up like it was yesterday. However, she never fails to make a bad situation hilarious.

I feel like the life has been sucked out of me. I am living as a zombie. Though the thought of that is wicked awesome..you know, being a zombie...really not what its all cracked up to be. I am emotionally drained at this point. Constantly working and stressing out. Wake up, go to work, go home, and go to bed. Over and over. I miss taking the pleasure of small things in life. I miss stopping to smell the fucking roses. I'm turning into someone I always promised I never would be. Workaholic, stressbomb, irritable, ect. The list could go on. I am a ticking time bomb. This is why I am trying to plan a camping trip. Get away for a few days. All I want at this point is to sit by a river and just lay around all day, go skinny dipping and hiking. I love the outdoors so much (minus the fish, seriously no way).

I remember a few years back when Ashlee and I would go outside at night during the winter. Every evening it was probably around 20 degrees out. All dressed up with 3 pairs of sweatpants each, 2 pairs of socks each, big puffy jackets, and a huge blanket. We'd walk around for a bit until we found a place to spread the blanket out on. One of the best places was on this hill where we were away from all the Charlotte traffic (as much as you can be). It was so dark and cold out, but we just laid there for hours talking about life and what it meant to us. How people take for grantid everything God has given us. We'd cry for a while, laugh, drink a few beers (or whatever it was we had). I miss being innocent and hopeful. I just need a break to get back to myself. I miss me.