So gacked out by my body and its lack of sleep right now. Physically I feel worthless, like a lump that takes up space. The words of Elder Joseph B. Wirthlin, "Come what may and love it," come to mind... though I'm trying to think how this advice applies to having to jump out of bed and run to the bathroom at 2:30 AM, and then not going back to sleep. EVER.
This evening, as we were eating spaghetti:
Me: However I look, it's clear to see that I love you more than you love me.
Brennan: Sounds about right.
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Worthlessness proof:
Pajama selfie at 7:30 PM,
at soccer practice |
Tomorrow will be a better day.
