My head feels as though I am floating through the day, and I’m nursing a small sniffle, but compared to yesterday, I’m on top of the world. It could be all the cold medicine I took this morning, but I don’t care. I’m physically present and need to finish these reviews. Sasha tried calling me back a few times after I hung up on her. I came close to blocking her number, but even if I hate that she orchestrated my whole failed meeting with my mother, she’s the closest one I have in my family. Unless there is some big event planned, I don’t show my face around too often. I’m surprised some family members even remember my name. Today my priority is finishing the performance reports and catching up on all the emails I left sitting in my inbox yesterday. The fact that I haven’t responded to them is driving me crazy. My inbox is always clean. Not having things in order in there is how I’m sure parents feel when their kids leave toys lying around. The building feels empty, much like my heart.
