Breathing my Mind into Your Face

I’m an egomaniac with an inferiority complex. I’ve been up since 4:30am. Hammies are killing me from restorative yoga yesterday. I’m anxious to call my wife to see how the ER went last night. H was having a scan to see if he got a concussion from his fall from a tree the other day. I did some crying last night because I’m not there to help and I was a dick to wife. I’m over here working on becoming my better self, whining about dumb shit on the phone like the daily protocol for taking vitals. Meanwhile, she’s over there working a job, dealing with two kids, one of them with a potential head injury, and doing it solo. That’s some stressful shit. Recognize.

I think I’ll take a snooze after breakfast. I’ll try to be more calm and nice to people today. I’m going to need to work hard to change who I’ve been over to who I want to be.