i know. you all thought i was supposed to be in amsterdam, or at the least, on my way. yet here i sit, in my room, bloging this--and through no fault of my own.
without going into great detail (if i do i will start crying again), it looks as though i will be arriving in amsterdam on sunday morning, just in time to get on a train for paris.
on top of that and some fairly devastating news i received today about an old friend (again, details = tears, therefore no details) i think today has officially been the worst day of my life. i've really been trying to come up with a worse day, for, well, for perspective. i am drawing a blank.
so you're thinking that if this is the worst day i've ever had, i should count myself lucky, and you know, in a week, maybe you can tell me that, and i won't send men in black to your home to make you disappear. for now, don't even think about it.
2 comments:
hug?
It would be hard to compare, so I wouldn't attempt it. Things that touch some don't touch others.
But here's hoping for the end of the weekend and some good news for ya. God bless.
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