Today I yearned for a glass of wine (a few glasses of wine would be even better). I guess I have been feeling run down all week, worn thin. Too bad being 'worn thin' isn't the same as 'being thin'! I'm envisioning a bubble bath this weekend, maybe some classical music in the background, a glass of wine, a fire going. *Sigh* Sounds so good. I just need to get through tomorrow. Normally when I feel this way, I would turn to food for comfort. Some fast food, or cake, or tacos...you get the idea. I get joy out of food. The thought of food. The anticipation of food. The sensation of food. The warm afterglow after it's been consumed. Most days I can go by without thinking about the empty feeling inside me, the lacking of something critical in myself, the desire for more, but when I am feeling down or tired, it's so much harder. I feel like I am lacking my comfort system.
I got this in the mail today and it made me smile (in a "Uh-oh, busted!" kind of way).