Oodles of Noodles

It took me about ten minutes to pull myself together enough to lay down and go to bed. I prayed to God that I would never in my life feel that way again. I couldn’t even go back and edit that last post, so excuse the poor sentence composition and spelling. I don’t want to go back and read it. So now I’m on my way to meet my dad for dinner and everything is ok again. Well, it’s ok enough to get me through tonight. I just don’t know what I’m doing right now. I feel like it’s time to pick up and move again, that’s bad cuz it’s only been 6 months. Imagine that, I’m ready to bail on my own life again. I just keep thinking that tomorrow I’ll figure it out.