The weekend was fine.  Alternative plans were made for impending rain.  There was a picnic, mini golf and a cook-out.  All was well, people were happy.  Then the next thing I know I am crying for four hours having a conversation with someone and that talk is not really going anywhere.

This morning I feel very drained, embarrassed, sad, confused and unsatisfied.  At the same time I also feel like some revelations were made, and maybe some future attempts will be made.  I do have to say though, if I could rewind the episode last night, I would.  Because I think it effected people who saw the conversation negatively.  And also because it wasn't any fun to have that conversation.

Current Mood: Fatigued