why is it that this little word means a whole mess of crap? i can usually deal pretty well, but today…today i want to be left alone. i’m cringing each time the phone rings. i want to close down my email. i want to throw my cell phone. i don’t want to hear the words mommy. i just want to be left with my music, my blue tank pjs and crank on some work in my pretty purple office. cool breeze coming through the window…just nice and peaceful and constructive.
