nny | (no subject)

Today is the first day I've ever considered walking out of work without a word of warning. It's just been that kind of a day. And now my shoes are breaking, and I can't afford to replace them, and that's enough to almost make me burst into tears. And the woman I need to speak to to sort out my tax is notoriously difficult to get hold of, and I'm really damned tired which may have something to do with the fact that I'm barely eating anything, and I just want to go home. I don't want to be a grown up any more.

I'm sorry I'm whining so much.