She needs wide open spaces

I'm in the mood to go on a road trip with my Indigo Girls and Dixie Chicks collections. If only time, my life, and the gas prices permitted it at this point. I will just have to visualize myself having an adventure.

Since we don't have health insurance this month (wahoo for changing jobs), I am of course feeling unwell. I was thinking mono, but Bec thinks it's more about my varying caffeine intake. I'm trying to cut back by going the caf-tea route, but I'm hooked on coffee. Vicki suggested healing touch, which I should look into.

I do think it is my responsibility to fix things for people. I absorb stress and worry like a desperate sponge. This is the main reason why I veered away from the profession of my parents, Social Work, and more towards science, which involves different types of absorption. I ran, but I couldn't hide.

I think I am worn out by the word "yes".