Sad

Today I have been and still am — down.

 I feel sad, unmotivated, and, of course the thing that women always feel–fat. it is all in my mind, I know. I am walking, my clothes still fit the same way—it is just that I feel sad. That is the only word I can come up with…

I keep wanting to run away. No particular reason, no particular place. Just "away."

Five oreo double-stuff cookies helped for all of five seconds.

So, although I will go on putting up pictures, I am not writing until I feel happier and more motivated.

{Of course, knowing myself as I do, now I have given myself permission NOT to write, I will probably have loads to write about.}

But I am not taking bets on it…

Until later….