Today I feel like a cranky toddler.
Why do I feel like a cranky toddler? I don’t know. But I wish someone would bring me some animal crackers and juice and a blanket and a pillow. I need a snack and a nap.
Or maybe I need to punch something. Or run as far as I can, as fast as I can, until I sweat it out. Or collapse. I could do that, and then collapse, a…