My head is jumbled, full of mush, and my nose is dribbly.

Trying to implode my life like a defunct Vegas hotel.

Wish I were better at relationships.

Also less squishy white bread vanilla and more exotic and/or glamorous.

Or just more emotionally stable.

At the very least able to stop crying long enough to get through clinical orientation today.

Snowed just enough to make my feet cold and wet.

Hoo-rah.