Monday ...moving forward

Work...a way to escape, one can hope. Ever feel like if you just dump whatever left you have into one thing it may pull you through? If I can do one thing right maybe something else can go my way...is there hope?

Just spent days of sadness pushing through due to friendships that gave strength and laughter, however time to gather oneself and to stand if possible on my own.

Feels like being swallowed from within.

Hope for escape soon. Peace.