I will never stop not understanding people.
The one of Chaplin is my favorite.
I cannot get enough of this comic sometimes
I wanna go to the city and finally use my sephora gift card but it’s supposed to thunder storm later on and ugh.
it’s not even noon and I’ve cleaned the kitchen, bathroom, bedroom, went to the bank and got Erik coffee oh and walked the dog.
Pretty much trying to keep myself busy from thinking of what a horrible friend I am for not attending my friend’s brother’s funeral today. I just can’t. I’ve been feeling so emotionally fragile lately. Going there would have put me in an endless black hole. I am thinking of you though, Betty, and your family and your brother who I’ve met only once. I’m there in spirit.