Word Vomit.

Sometimes, I have so much that I want to say to certain people that it feels physically impossible to hold back. I'm naturally a quiet person, but with the right companion, I can blab like there's no tomorrow. It's definitely a trust issue for me -- I will leak small pieces of information about myself, and if you don't judge me, welcome me with open arms, and don't go blabbing about it to others (ugh), pretty soon you will get to know me pretty well. You'll also realize that I'm silly as all hell and like to scare the bejeezus out of myself with ghost stories.

That being said, I had a pretty insane week last week. It was as if something clicked in my mind and things just started coming to light. First it was one thing, then another. Next thing I know, a flood of realizations hit.

And I realized a lot. My mind and emotions are so tired. Some of the realizations were a slap in the face and I physically winced when I thought more about them.

I am trying not to go crazy here. TRYING being the keyword. I just keep telling myself "Patience, Tritia!" Somehow, my patience has waned over the years. I blame it on my last job where I needed things done right then.

Anyhow. I also plan on getting back on my fitness thing. The Chicago winter was quite cold (though not as cold as it usually is, apparently. Hey, I'm not complaining!) and I didn't venture outside as much. Luckily though, Spring has come out from its hiding place! I plan on walking at least 3 miles a day for at least 5 days a week while watching what I eat. I've gained 4 lbs. I know it doesn't seem like a lot but that will take 4 freaking weeks to lose!