Work today was not cool. There was drama, and I cried. (Less than five minutes, alone in a bathroom stall – that sounds really pathetic, but it wasn’t that bad. It was after I got an apology of sorts, not while the drama was going on.) It’s over, I’m home, I exercised, John made dinner – all is well. But I’m tired. Drama wears me out.
tokenblogger
Drama is so exhausting. I don’t see how others seem to thrive in it.
Zannah
Me neither. I’d rather gossip about everyone else’s drama.