Break ups and break downs

Life has a way of pulling the rug out from under my feet. Sometimes I simply lose my balance, sometimes I fall down, and sometimes I smack my head on the concrete.

This weekend I am in the third of those categories.

I came home from rainy California two days early, unexpectedly and confusedly single.

All I can do is try to stay positive and continue moving forward. Though honestly I just want to curl up in my bed in a puddle of tears, never to be seen again.

Sometimes there are things I just don't understand.