Yesterday, I had a long overdue meltdown that inspired a great many phone calls to people who haven't heard me cry on the phone in a long time (I've been busy...it takes energy to have a breakdown). Not to mention all the downloading of my interior monologue at inappropriate times and places (Evil Flash Programmer's desk). Yet, another good reason why I shouldn't work late on Fridays, after a certain point I just can't control the edit function that helps me preserve the casual cool image. It's all good now, just a not-so-gentle reminder from the universe that I can't expect to always be strong and mature and beyond human needs for things like love, appreciation, and acknowledgement. Sometimes I need to permission to not have my shit together and still be loved...(not that I'm the poster child for functionality, but I do have a very well organized closet...).

Anyway, post-meltdown is always a relaxing time (I used to have them all the time...I think I'm just pressed for time these days) and I'm feeling the love and good vibes with the people who listen to all my crap (what's up with this swearing?...) including (but not limited to) Evil Flash Programmer, Mojo Rising, Hot Gay Boyfriend, Fabulous Friend #1, 2, and 3, little sister, and, MOST IMPORTANTLY...(guess?) yes, it's you, mom!

Just for today, I can have a meltdown.